He just left - my room smells like that cheese they put on nachos and cigarettes and beef
Yo quero taco bell
Erica just called me. She woke up in a storage closet in Mike's building with one shoe and no bag. Can you check your photos from last night to see if she had it at the bar?
Nothing says "I love you" like a full raw dog.
well once we started drinking vodka out of wine glasses there was no turning back
then he asked me if i wanted to "handle his wingman"
There is a literally infinite number of spliffs going around this table.
Delicious
I feel like I'm at a sushi bar with a spliff belt.
the good news is that i vommed the last of my humanity last night.
welcome to the club.
And don't worry, my exact words were "I can't believe a baby came outta that thing"
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
Okay. So I've done lines off a bible. But that's just for the sake of being cliché.
I had a dream last night that Sam and Dean had to get rid of a murderous ghost haunting an elf on the shelf. I think I'm ready for Christmas to be over.
I would be down to associate sex w taco bell
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
she threw up on her exam, awkwardly wiped it off with her sleeve and continued writing.
when I finally convinced you to get off the floor you looked at me wild-eyed and said "the carpet was a VAST EXPANSE OF SEA"
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