just passed out while on hold to see if i left my debit card at the bar last night.
yeah i didn't know anyone, but i just walked in with a lit sparkler and wearing a budweiser shirt and someone handed me a beer.
If you wake up soonish don't worry. I took your dog to burger king and now we're going to see some nice girls.
No. I want to vom filet mignon and ziti bits everywhere and my body feels like I ran a cock triathalon. I feel less triumphant and more like death.
our flight took off 8 am and the bar didn't close til 5, so we decided it was a good idea to just stay out all night. Drunk logic is awesome. We were all scared we wouldn't get let onto the plane
So for future reference.... it's a little unnerving when I can't get hold of you, and the last communication we had was, "Oh fuck... It's tequila"
She called his dick the colossus. I dont give a fuck if shes his wingman, I gotta see this natural wonder
Also I found and fixed my beer gun.
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
Well he was mad because I chose tequila over him. He obviously doesn't understand that he will always be second to my first true love.
doing the walk of shame back to your house in nothing but a bed sheet was definitely not one of my proudest moments..
I'm developing all these feelings it's disgusting.
But I'm currently thinking of all my bad decision making last night and giving myself a time out.
I just saw a kid on iowa campus story that looked like the guy i made out with on spring break.
being broke is really keeping my alcoholism in check
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