How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
Just checked my missed calls... why did you call me 37 times from 2:14 to 3:58?
i am pregamming alone in my car. scale of 1-10 how alcoholic is that
im pretty sure thats an 11
i just heard a guy call his kid "Google" in a way that leads me to believe that's his name. this day couldn't get worse.
At least a dozen asian tourists will be showing their friends pictures of me peeing off of Hoover Dam with a cop pointing his gun at me when they get home. I worry about the impact on their children.
someone just broke into my class and invited everyone to the bar ...now we're filling out a police report. awesome.
Whatever. It was high school. Back then I'd blow anyone who had enough room between their chest and their steering wheel for my head to fit.
you guys just sat there and simultaneously smoked bowls staring at each other... it was like a bowl off or something.
After the party last night, I dreamt I continued drinking... Apparently my subconscious didn't think I'd had enough...
So I'm pretty sure I told every one at the party that "I'm going to fuck my pillow pets tonight?"
God dammit. My lube leaked all over my passport
SCOTCH AND CIGARS AT THE TITTY BAR. YOU ARE COMING WITH US.
Well. I mean as excuses for running late go, 'losing track of time in the bathhouse' has gotta be up there on the top ten.
I rocked his world in the back of my car in an overly-lit, heavily trafficked parking lot. Middle age is amazing!
the police dropped me off. that's how my night went.
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