ok this is the part where i go up stairs and pass out incoherently untill 6 30 tommaorw morning and not rember any of this. love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
we're at Rob's house and just invented the best drinking game ever....we are on Chatroulette and everytime we see a dick we all have to drink.
There are Star Wars cutouts in his basement. Obi Wan Kenobe watched me give him a handjob.
I truly don't know anything about sober relationships. Normally I would just drunkenly yell "sex?" in a guy's face. What do I do now? Be like, sooo uhhh, wanna do it? Awkward, and even worse, I will remember clearly just how awkward it was.
Now he's lighting his socks on fire
I have the money I owe you for auctioning off your black thongs. Best 30 bucks ever spent
I have bruises everywhere. I think I took "the drinks are strong" as more of a challenge than a warning.
in literally every picture i'm wearing less and less of my costume.
I got a thank you card in the mail from the virgin i slept with on the camping trip. Weird or the new classy?
I bought left over pizza from a guy on Craigslist.
We put a ban on pants at an unusually early point in the night.
My housemates are judging me because I'm high at 8am and making Spongebob shaped Mac and Cheese
They know nothing, John Stoned.
I'm sad about how hungover I'm gonna feel tomorrow.
that sounds horrible...
what could possibly go wrong attempting to re-enact the dinosaur capture scene from Jurrasic Park... I have the net gun and camcorder you have the dino costume and can run
you drug him to get him horny then deny him sex. freaks.
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