We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
I hate nights where "I found my underwear" can be considered a victory.
I found him in the livingroom trying to soak up broken glass with the clock from the kitchen.
I just got a flashback from Saturday night of you helping me wash my feet in the bar's bathroom.
Just remembered when I bought that round of shots I told the girls to "get their whore friend" who was making out with her bf instead of drinking. I don't know why they stayed.
You insisted on calling your mixture of Bacardi & powdered milk "a Jamacian Facial."
I just had a full choir singing the phrase pudding cup in my head. Too. Stoned.
yea last night was a repeat of newyears...exept this time it ivolved a fish costume, throw up, a hole in the roof, and cops...lots of cops
He filled four shots of Everclear and walked around saying "FREE VODKA SHOTS". he is to blame.
I live vicariously through you. No one mistakes me for a hooker anymore. I look like a stay at home mom of three. On bad days of four.
Next Halloween I want us to dress up as jockeys, get drunk, and ride a carousel all night until we throw up or declare a winner
I climbed out of the shower to him sitting on the floor trimming his pubes with nail clippers, we both just started laughing at how drunk we were
we could do so many fantastic illegal things together. sexually and otherwise.
Okay. So did I kiss you last night? I know that I made out with someone. Or a few someones. But I'm pretty sure that I made out with you. Was that real life?
Nothing personal but yes I would be suspicious If I saw 3 guys and 2 girls in the same bathroom stall together
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