For a day that started with shitting my pants, things turned out fairly well.
you ran down to the water at 3am and rolled in the sand and ran around screaming that you were the corn dog monster.
Not only did I hold your hair back as you puked, i french braided it. I am such a great friend.
His car is carseat is compatible. I checked while we were banging in the back seat...
cat food counts as protein by the way
You "were" hungover, which is past tense. So that gives you no excuse not to go out tonight.
me neither. i remember bell pepper tequila but not why or yelling
Hahaha, I forgot about doing shots out of the bell pepper
Haha, you kept saying the cop was going to give you a ride home b/c "that's his job, it's summer."
Definitely just put my car on cruise control so I could stick my head out of the sunroof while driving to taco bell.
Ok I'm good with that cause I'm gonna disappear for 90 days
Are you goin to rehab again?
There are eight sets of guys I've made out with who have the same name. It's like noah's ark in my mouth.
Don't come. It's not even a party it's a total sausage fest. Like 20 drunk dudes in a bedroom. We can still drink by ourselves though it'll be ok
In the middle of our bar crawl last night we stopped to pet dogs at a dog park. who would let a drunk person bet play with their dog???
Some girl dressed in nothing but Wonder Woman underwear and a cape on her ass just started twerking all over us. Remind me why I'd never been to a midnight of Rocky horror before?
Definitely ended up doing Coke with Chewbacca in the porta potty behind the haunted house.
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