I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
We're starting "No Hesitation Fridays." The probability of this going horribly are between 100 to 125 percent
aaaannd alcoholism beats pride. it's like grown-up rock, paper, scissors
My mom made me write an apology letter to all my family for hijacking the eggnog.
Tomorrow's thirsty thursday is now sponsored by the three time champion, chemisty failure. celebration starts asap.
After some trial and error I found soaking my balls in maple syurip helps ease the pain.
The chick got into the cab with us and said we have 3 chances to guess what she just stuck up her ass. Hello to you to!
I'm holding onto the sink for dear life. Pretty sure if Iet go I'll turn into a shit propelled man rocket.
That sounds promising. I'm twerking to human nature.
No. Not going out tonight. No. It's Tuesday. Xanax and Full House Tuesday.
I hate drunk me more than anyone else in this world
My boss stocked the communal fridge with Gatorade. It's like he wants me to come in hungover.
I told her we had to stay at the bar until at least midnight because that's when my direct deposit hit, don't tell me i'm not responsible
chicken nuggets make me a bit homicidal
I hate waking up to a room that reeks of bad decisions...
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