Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
Its officially tradition: I black out every year on michael jackson's death day..
I am sweating out the vodka to make room for the whiskey tonight.
If you wake up soonish don't worry. I took your dog to burger king and now we're going to see some nice girls.
she cut her forehead open playing a drunken game of pin the tail on the donkey and now she's having a panic attack.
Also, upon examining the photos, I have concluded that you were the sloppiest drunk girl of the night. And that's saying something considering Hurricane Jessica was in town.
I'm bringing cupcakes to work today as an apology for my actions at the bar last night, my boss probably can't look at me the same ever again
If a raisin and a desert had a bastard child that would be the inside of my mouth right now
i just smoked marajunia from a shotgun barrell. what have you done today?
I didn't think I was even that high but when we were standing in the cop car's headlights I totally forgot how to use my arms
You still owe me a blowjob for knowing more about hurricanes than you.
My talents include parallel parking and over reacting about absolutely everything.. And drinking..
I can't hang out with this penis. I'll start thinking I like the person it belongs to.
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
Whiskey. Because sometimes it's fun to have your hands go numb.
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