Eating in charleston sc at a seafood place called "hymans". Like normal I had no problem finding it.
he wanted me to put the condom on for him. I was high and couldn't figure it out.. so instead we played xbox.
i have a strong feeling i fucked one of the waiters here...
You told me you were allowed to keep eating butter because it had just passed midnight and you were on the next day's daily fat servings
FYI, when you wake up, please note that I puked in your shoes because I sstubbed my tooee, not becus I was drunk.
I miss the time when Mondays weren't the new Thursdays. I can't drink like my 17 year old self anymore.
thank god we only have to drink eggnog and rum once a year. It taste like shit.
If you hook up with a kid and the next day he breaks up with his girlfriend, those can be seen as two completely unrelated incidents right?!
I'm really stoned in my underwear. I probably won't make it to the bar.
Maybe if I get to know him I'll stop wanting to fuck his wife so much.
Like when I see him I look straight through his appearance and just envision a big walking penis.
There was pot, but there are no Doritos, no Funyons, no Oreos.
Send help.
You know you hit Mardi Grad bottom when you come to in someone's kitchen on the floor and you are eating gumbo out of a Mixing bowl with a ladle......yeah rock fucking bottom
Basically I think I'm replacing men/sex with theme parks.
Well I'm back. Could you fill me in on what I missed?
You don't want to know. Trust me.
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