well, atleast the road to alcoholism is fun.
She just got back from rehab. You dont celebrate that with margaritas.
remind me not to puke in the mesh trash can tonight
It sucks..Now I'm depressed because appearence wise, she's the closest to my favorite pornstar I'll ever get..
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
I've decided to tape numbers to the bottom of my heels corresponding to the number of drinks I can safely consume in them.
He said that he didn't know what level the sun was on, and then he puked.
They installed a lotion dispenser in the bathroom at work... its like they want me to masturbate on the clock...
he has decreed that i can sleep with anyone who has the same name as him. line up all the toms
I think sneezing out coked up boogers onto your professor disqualifies you from the "I was sick" excuse
I'd say tonight was pretty successful. I rode an iron horse naked and sweet talked myself out of an MIC while wearing a bra filled with four loko.
Eating a grilled cheese at a strip club... good idea??
Also I've accepted I am not going to be a catch today. I look like a dead hooker and the remedial work is going to be patchy at best with the shakes I've got.
Two of the boys I banged while living in that house are about to move into it hahhaaha
Okay. Did I say I did anything unusual? Because I usually do weird stuff. Did I clean mirrors? My mirrors are really clean, and I think I remember having windex..
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