the day after is always just damage control
Tonight we are playing Scuba-Keg. Getting keg now. I'll explain when i get home.
picked up a girl by parallel parking. i love this town already.
It really ruins the moment when you have to ask to resend the nude pics.
the only consolation to the fact that i puked in public today was that i did it down a storm drain... so at least i am a responsible public puker
Just found out my 21st birthday is on a Wednesday. The possibilities are cheap, as well as endless.
We didn't have a blender for the margaritas, so she tried to use the garbage disposal and wasted half a handle of my grandpa's good tequila.
I need to shotgun another beer. Where's the machete?
all i remember of last night is that i was drinking jameson and then NOTHING i do remember walking a dog though\nwhich is sooo fucking weird
OH MY GOD ITS COMING BACK I PUT THE DOG IN THE HOTTUB TOO
In hindsight combining orgy Thursday with mystery drink madness was begging for failure
Maybe I can find a straight girl rehab camp, like the opposite of those degaying camps, where they teach me how to love the ladies instead
Omg. I would pay ALL OF THE MONEY for that camp.
I couldn't think of the word "bath" so instead I told him I was marinating in soapy water
I just connected with one of your drug dealers on LinkedIn.
I am the worst person to have nipple rings I'm hanging ornaments off of then and sending everyone a tits the season to be jolly
One of these days I would like to go out drinking and stick to plan of just getting drunk and not be sidetracked with other people's plans of doing drugs along the way. I didn't even want to not feel my teeth tonight but here we go just another Thursday night when you live I live
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