They still haven't come up with a cure for a hangover; good luck cancer.
I GOT MY PERIOD!
damn. i had names picked out.
do you ever facebook stalk someone so much you think their inside jokes are yours?
we were all standing in the kitchen taking shots and we look over at you and your face is in the plate of spaghetti you were eating.
stumble upon led me to how to make wine in prison, followed by wedding dresses. it knows my life too well
We glued Jenga blocks together, called it "magic blocks" and sold it to the stoners for $50 and a bottle of Henny
THAT WAS PROBABLY MY ONE CHANCE TO SLEEP WITH A MAN NAMED BORIS AND YOU RUINED IT.
I can't even type what I drank. I'll throw up
I just don't know about this life anymore. Quite frankly I think I belong up there in the great blue, lounging on a cloud sippin tea with Jesus
His best friend's cat died so we had a drunken burial ceremony on the side of his condo at 2am and I'm pretty sure if anyone gets ahold of the video feed from Martini Monday we're all fired.
She was to tired for head so she opted for a footjob with poor results. I dont want to talk about it
I fucking hate tequila. Tequila makes me hate pants.
i showed up really high and was trying to not be,so in order to not seem high, i got plastered
does 2pm fall under the wake n bake category?
I kept my extra Molly pill in my wallet in the change part, that's also where I keep my body jewelry while I'm working. The nose ring punctured the pill essentially coating itself in MDMA. My nose ring is back in my nose. This could be entertaining
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