Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
I think horse shit smells the best of all shits.
The more I throw up, the more I am remembering exactly what I drank last night...in order.
yeah, but i heard shes schizophrenic
i wouldn't even care dude, i'd fuck her and all 7 of her personalities.
He just went up to bed, still drunk from last night, carrying a pear, a pipe, and an unopened bottle of wine. I think he'll be fine.
you wanted the guy to gift wrap the condoms
Getting wasted on top of a casino. My penis is so much higher than everyone else's right now.
I think my multiple attempts of taking his life, no matter how unintentional they were, has put a damper on our friendship
Good point, clearly my love of penis contributed to my torn knee ligament.
He's moaning and crying and coughing up something audibly liquid. I can't live in this house any more.
I'm not driving across town for three thrusts and an excuse
I don't particularly remember setting a firecracker off in my hand. No more tequila.
Tequila is never to blame. We all make good choices under tequila
DUDE!!!!! THERE IS A MIDGET HANDING OUT RICE KRISPIE TREATS!!!!!! WHERE ARE YOU WHEN THE COOL SHIT GOES DOWN???????
im ready to get drunk and forget everything ive learned this semester
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