This is the 4 year anniversary of the last time I shit my pants. Let's get drunk...
I just blew my nose and little bits of weed came out.
I smell like Captain Morgan and tears
lets just use each other and get past this awkward stage. forget my name.
This santa hat i wore to the bar, served it's dual purpose as a vomit bag.
Yeah kinda weird. My grandparents are here for dinner and I'm chilling on the couch close to tripping out on pain killers. My pap asked me how works going and I prettymuch drooled on myself as an answer.
It took too long for people to come up with things in "never have i ever" so we had to change it to "Don't judge me but.."
Sorry I can't go bowling with you guys. I'm getting daytime dick. That's the best kind.
If you're not going to call the girls I bring around by name, at least don't call them by number. It's been cockblocking since girl #47. Dick.
We tried to hook you up with a girl but you said you'd rather fuck the large muscular black man because "At least he'd be tight". He was the bouncer, he heard you.
I would come over if there was not the impending fear of me shitting out my brains.
I don't know if apple cider everclear was such a good idea
His face matches his life choices. Both are train wrecks.
At least be KIND OF sobering up before you text me, I've told you before I don't speak vodka unless I've been drinking it with you.
PS WHY wasn't I drinking it with you? Dick.
I better get weekly incoherent text messages or I will assume something is wrong.
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