I would really like to get high with Bill Nye. I'm being dead serious. Every step I take is literally a step I take because it will take me closer to Science Guy high.
We could get him to build Inspector Gadget.
I didn't know you were high TOOOO!!!
maybe almost giving yourself a concussion counter acts a hangover
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
Call me when you get up. This hang-over is like dismantling a bomb: I need someone to talk me through it.
I refuse to have sex with you and your eBay condoms.
He brought a girl home so fat he called me before they got home to unlock the right side of the French doors
Fuck he won the bet
After some trial and error I found soaking my balls in maple syurip helps ease the pain.
It's official. This guy and I are going gay for each other. We're tasting the fucking rainbow.
I just walked in on my sixteen year old sister soaking her tampon in vodka. I go to Berkeley. And they think she's the good daughter.
So this is what you do on your hungover days off put your balls into an egg carton?
I just want to be naked all the time but not in a sexual, come-hither and look at my ass sort of way. In a slightly chubby yet not ashamed way as I eat Taco Bell and lay on soft fuzzy blankets.
Does this mean I don't have to apologize for launching about 20 bead necklaces at you from the balcony?
This snow needs to melt so I can get wasted on someones front lawn
I'm sorry that you wanted to get laid and I all I did was play with your new cat instead.
If I get back to the house before you, I'm setting up the swing. If you get there before me, it's chains and cuffs.
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