No idea how I passed that sobriety test.
Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
i cant believe jose lima did steroids
apparently the kind that make you shitty at baseball
Also, just grabbed a bunch of "tuxedo black" condoms. formal, anyone?
Can you come over to my place and make up for the crap you called sex yesterday?
Good morning to you
No one wears that much makeup to work unless they are trying to fuck their boss, NO ONE
the igloo is complete. bring your weed and the hat with the floppy ears
I started drinking at around 8.. Started heavily drinking around 815.
Standing in front of the open refrigerator with a 3/4 empty bottle of wine eating Bac-o's from the jar, topless. Somebody really should've taught me better coping skills.
Got so drunk in South Padre some guy put me on a suitcase trolly and pushed me to my room. I flashed my boobs as a tip.
He also gave me two gold stars for sex. On my nipples.
I can feel my pain tolerance has shot up right along with my libido
Needless to say, I woke up on the bathroom floor wearing the dress that my mom wore to the wedding. That open bar stole my soul.
Omg I just smoked and it was the end so I basically got resin and death, my throat feels like the twilight vampire description of their thirst for blood
Chaz got drunk and passed out so we superglued a kazoo to his mouth. Listening to him Panic when he woke up was fucking hilarious.
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