What did I say to him last night?
Something along the lines of "your not here, I'm going to fuck sam. call me later babe, this won't take long, love you"
all in all not a bad night
I hate it when she philosophizes drunkenly on my kitchen counter. not even sober do i understand latin.
Just bonged a beer from a vuvuzela...this place is only doing good for me
I told my dad that bagels were the equilelent of angels kisses and if he bought me one i would do a split
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
Have invented new cocktail. Any flavor of crystal light and vodka. I call it "I am going to die alone"
we are sitting in a kindergarden classroom alone chugging beer. look at our lives. look at our choices.
Just used water from the fish tank for the bong. Thank you fishy.
Drunk at ten am watching Californication re runs. Being divorced rules.
I'm to the point that I've had the revelation that its physically impossible for my arms to be attached to my torso.
Just once I'd like to do blow in a nice bathroom.
WHAT GOOD IS APPRECIATING IF NOBODY'S NAKED
On the shuttle bus from the Casino the driver refused to take us to the strip club so you said "let me off this bus or ill puke on you".
either he just commented on my nose ring or he's offering me cocaine, I honestly can't tell
and then you proceeded to throw soup at him for calling you a bitch...a CAN of soup...
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