If this week is any indication of my life here I've got to get out ASAP. My liver can't hack it.
got high to the hills theme song. FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN. no regrets.
Every time I try to stand up the back of my head feels like a bunch of little elves are beating the inside of my scalp with their toy making tools. What disease could this be?
I think I ate my cheesy fiesta potatoes cup.
It sounds like I am drunk, but I am not. I just have a concussion.
Side note... I would pay good money to have witnessed the reaction of onlookers as I sprinted down Armtiage with a 15 lb bag of peanuts under my arm
I woke up naked on my futon with a blanket half way covering my ass and 20 half eaten chicken wings on my chest... At 7 pm... That kind of day drinking
I don't know. I just thought I'd put my drinks in my bag and go on an adventure. Like a drunk Bilbo Baggins.
Are there any plans to where i might need to be dressed semi-nicely or is it a "pants optional" weekend?
Dude, you kicked in the door to get to a six-person orgy while yelling "I JUST WANT TO LEARN!!"
A huge penis doesn't warm the soul. Or that's what I've had to tell myself.
your were asleep with people making out on top of you. you didn't even look bothered by it.
Someone left a middle school yearbook here. I recognized one kid from banging his mom last year.
We were on the beach when you spilled sand in the bottle and said "relax it's vodka, it'll disinfect itself"
He stumbled out of their hotel room and yelled, "I'M ON A STATEWIDE TOUR. I'VE BEEN IN KENTUCKY AND OKLAHOMA."
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