after he passed out we removed everything electronic from his room, stuck in some old books and an ancient typewriter from goodwill. for 20 min. we had him convinced he'd drunk himself backward in time.
twelve hours since my last beer and i just blew a .08, time to go to the library
For sure. We should see if we can get Mike to pay for one, and have a triple kegger... :o==& (that's future me projectile vomiting. i try to be goal oriented)
You know there's only so much I can do with a great personality.
Hannah wants to know if she cant borrow your stats notes because she threw up on hers.
Just now remembered singing Trashy Women at the reception. Not karaoke, just sang along with the mic I stole from the DJ. All while still in my dress drinking champagne from the bottle
this is a reminder to untag myself in the picture of me flashing the photographer in the morning.
Steve is gonna hang his bear rug on the wall because he doesn't trust us not to have sex on it...
I'm confused are we getting high or did someone actually die?
Is the booze for tonight or the apocalypse?
Both. Pregaming the zombie party and hurricane sustenance.
Don't talk to me about scholarly dedication until you've taken a final in boxers, a bloody tank top and a zip tie to hold your hair back. I wear the most sullied 4.0 crown of all time....
Sometimes the gods of alcohol choose to take you on a mysterious journey and you just have to go with it
ok so i got home drunk and was cleaning my kitchen and i was shaking out the throw rug and dropped it out the window, i'm sorry
PokemonGo as navigation to get some at 5:13 AM. Life choices, yo.
ugh my stomach is so upset-- didn't get a chance to take a violent enough hangover shit at work
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