I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
No, you can still breathe under the balls.
all i know is that they all tuched my pee cup last night.
yo dibs on the gosselin haired one.
Being this Hungover on Easter has brought my closer to Jesus... I swear he had to feel shitty like this after coming back from the dead
I'm cleaning my bathroom. That being said I found a klonopin and dropped it and stepped on it. Floor is clean im gonna snort it.
And you were like "stop making pop tarts, lil bowow" as you grabbed the pop tarts from your ex and consumed them. Teach me your ways.
My walk of shame was 2 miles of feathers flying off of me, underwear in hand, and a homeless man telling me he'd pray for me. It was gold medal worthy.
Did we do anything stupid last night besides hook up with our ex girlfriends?
its like a catch 22, sucks that you've stopped, but its like a vagina high five
Yeah, everything was going great until the mugging.
I'm glad I didn't see Grandma stumbling drunk and peeing herself...it would be like seeing my future.
I'm sorry about the fire. I was too fucked up to do science, apparently.
Why is everyone giving me a hard time for drinking?!
Your in the library.
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