Well I don't think you could recreate that hangover if you tried. It was like the perfect storm of hangovers.
Well, I guess that settles the question of how thick the walls are in my building.
im drinking tequila tonight so will you babysit my bra?
Oh we will ALWAYS be together. Or I'll have to delete my Facebook altogether. I've drunkenly boobie trapped photos of us into every album. There's no way I'd ever have the patience to go through that deletion process.
Its what happens when I drink whiskey in a sweater. It makes me feel mature and ponderful.
Let me put it this way - if I had a list of things I would like between my legs, she would rank below the cello I turned into firewood sophomore year.
No talking tonight. Just drinking and puking up memories
For the record you were pretending you were in a rocket when you drove from wawa to your house. So like 2 minutes of me listening to you making rocket sounds over the phone lmfao
I wore a bird inflatable and still got laid. So there's that.
I just sent you a multitude of sexual pictures...and you responded with a Charles Dickens Quote.
He may not be fully over his current wife yet. But wait until I show him my tits in his office at the end of the day tonight.
if i had known the extra weight would have gone to my tits, i would have started drinking years ago
I get a little bitchy. We all know that
I'm ordering sushi and crying over finals. Come over and bring wine.
fuck sobriety. I want to wake up tomorrow in a park or some shit.
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