lesson #67 learned in college: a three day old margarita, is still a margarita.
You were petting your shoe and saying this makes me really happy
seriously, i am too high for the omelet station to be playing Being For The Benefit Of Mr Kite at 7am
all I remember is repeatedly winking at the fire marshall while he was counting the people in the bar
This is going to be another afternoon spent getting drunk in the shower, isn't it?
The maintenance guy asked for a box to stand on to reach the ceiling. All I could offer him was a keg.
It is way too early in the summer for me to be coming into work still drunk.
You wanted to thank my penis. You wanted me to take the condom off so you could touch it and thank it.
One day this summer I just wanna get blown under the hot sun all day.
Deal. Roof-top 69 on Saturday, July 20th. I've got it in my calendar.
Hooked up to multiple episodes of Even Stevens last night. What the fuck.
I just had a mental image of us riding a tractor through hell with one of those big guns mounted on top of it shooting at everyone while the indiana jones music plays.
there was a keg and pinata at my uncles funeral, and a bunch of scary looking biker dudes showed up to pay their respects. i need to strive to be more like him.
I'm pretty sure my munchies are the only reason Good and Plenty is still around
i spent my Thursday drinking before noon and not wearing pants
i forgot how loud opening a beer is in a house where your not allowed to drink
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