The last thing I remeber was convincing you to hide in the fridge, and then taking everything out and you not fitting.
spell your last name, im trying to find you on facebook
I came over to his house for a party and realized I was quoted on the fridge... "How'd I get rug burn on my face?" And yes, my name was right next to it!
Managed to convince my mom that I had been home for 3 hours sleeping on the couch downstairs and this t-shirt was your dads. I am SUCH a fucking boss.
I think the duck is in my room. You have no idea how much worse a duck makes a hangover
you vomited through the snorkel and onto the back of your head. it was truly amazing
Sometimes you just need a break, and sometimes you also need to get stoned on these breaks. I sound like some kind of fucked up mr rogers when I say shit like that.
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
I have nothing to lose. And a bunch of dick to gain.
There is not greater feeling than lying to your boss and leaving work to shit in the comfort of your own home
I gather from Facebook you got drunk last night and took semi naked pictures of yourself?
My tights ended up on the driveway folded neatly. Any ideas how that happened?
Just to let you know we went to the circus yesterday...in case you didn't remember
Why is everyone giving me a hard time for drinking?!
Your in the library.
Happiness is laying in bed, topless, pouring 4 packs of hot sauce on your taco bell.
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