No, we're smoking outside. We're hot boxing the world.
There's a middle eastern man wearing a cow costume with tequila coming out of his udders, but I'm not sober enough to feel uncomfortable with it.
If those antibiotics mean you can't drink, ya might as well pack your bags and re-enroll next fall, because sobriety this week would be social suicide.
Either I'm paranoid or I swear my parents rigged my house so you can never sneak in or have the munchies without being loud.
A BJ like that needs to be recommended.
if i actually get asked out by my dealer what could happen?
i don't know, but it probably involves bathtubs full of weed
its like a catch 22, sucks that you've stopped, but its like a vagina high five
the good news is that even if it's Alex's, I can still say it's Colin's, because the kid will come out ginger anyway!
who knew there'd be a plus side to your ginger fetish one day?
Oh it's tea and biscuits for everyone. An possibly pink eye
I'm drunk enough to know I'm texting you and sober enough to know what I'm saying to you
So hungover and decided to eat a burrito and a pot brownie for dinner, this is what adulthood looks like.
Drunk me also decided it would be funny to change all the passwords on my computer last night. Now I can't log into anything.
If you can't trust the person at the taco cabana drive thru, who can you trust?!
Just escaped from the ER. Meet me at the bar in 20 minutes.
We will discuss everything tomorrow i presume. Including the sweaty naked tango.
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