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giving yourself 2 days to recover i see
I'll need it. Largely because i'm going to be stumbling through fancy restaurants with a bottle of whiskey insulting couples all night.
It's sad that he has such a beautiful cock and doesn't know what to do with it.
Dude, we somehow need to leave discretely with the toilet brush.
you don't seem to understand just how much pasta i spilled on my bed last night.
I made out with Jen. We were naked. I'm still gay. Forever
dude, i turned on the light and asked if they were ok and they STILL didn't stop. Most determined sex EVER.
the paramedics asked what clubs id be in next weekend so they can plan ahead.
I seriously don't understand how you keep getting laid.
Because I'm like the spider of false hope. I spin elaborate tales and snare them in my web of utter disappointment. They soon realize their mistake, but by then it's too late.
Props to the guy on crutches playing edward forty hands. Dedicated to drinking games is an understatement.
Do you remember me making bird noises at the bartender with some guy at the bar last night?
If we can't get laid at a bar crawl, we should just quit life.
He let me keep my Michael Jordan Bulls jersey on during sex.
spending my first valentines day single in 3 years blazed and eating heart shaped brownies i bought myself. WHO NEEDS A MAN.
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
You chucked an empty vodka bottle against the wall and yelled "Everyone calm the fuck down, it's just the cops." After 10 seconds of silence I looked over and saw you pissing their fountain.
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