At the hair cuttery. A father here with his daughter just answered his phone "ken's whorehouse"...Now I remember why I used to pay more for haircuts.
and the mascot is a pinecone. its really no surprise that people here dont get laid
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
She just used a chaser for red wine.
I just woke up at my desk with "To Whommmmmmmmm" typed on a letter. I have no memory of waking up, getting dressed or driving in.
Keep your head up. His game is good, and you should be honoured to be a notch on his wall. If it makes you feel better, if it wasn't you, it was going to be me.
you are my patron saint of "too drunk for 9am". i just keep asking myself what would alyssa do as i try to regain motor function
He barged in the room with no shirt on, all fucking ripped with a half keg under one arm. Sara now calls him Bronan the Beerbarian
Stoned, and eating Doritos, and reading about lesbians for class. This is the life.
You had a hat of bras. Probably a good dozen, which is totally impressive for a Thirsty Thursday
I need to find another hobby that doesn't include being hungover.
fyi, pepper spray hurts. whoever comes up with the best backstory wins a prize.
Its 8 in the morning and I wouldn't pass a breathalyzer test, How's your day been?
tonight...tonight im having sex in honor of you
I'm at home 4 xanax deep watching She's all that.. no I don't want to go out. The couch is eating me.
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