Good. I was naked most of the night. But sometimes I would wear my tux vest...But only my tux vest. It was classy
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
Grab the Coors Light. Its time to get NASCAR drunk
I'm pretty sure my penis yawned halfway through. That loose.
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
Same here... Well I was planning on having some sort of deep conversation, but looking at how grim of an outlook tomorrow has on you, I'll just re-inform you that I have your pants.
Just found my bra in a bag of chips on the kayak floating about the pond. Sure sign of a good night
Just ate a whole pizza by myself. Wearing my indian headdress again. its really cool with the french braids. I look like fucking pocahontas or some shit.
And our DD is passed out in the bathtub with the curtain closed. What happened tonight
Realized it was likely to be cursed, didn't want my own Johnson magically turning into some sort of fire breathing reptile and eating me
That is an interesting fear as well as image
The moment buddy the elf found out he was human is exactly like the moment I realized I was gay
I deserve to have sex with a hot freshman ok
Suffice to say, I think if people ask about your bruises, and you look them right in the eye, and say "they're from fucking...", people would be like, "respect."
can we drink soon
I'm not sure who this is but I'm free tomorrow night
Have you ever thought, hey maybe the reason we were togather that long was because I was drunk the whole relationship?
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