I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
When i light up a cigarette people look at of like i'm going to pee on their children.
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
I have way too much money in my bra to be responsible.
We did naked snow angels in 14 degree weather, you can't tell me you had more liquor at that party
I can't wait. Forget the royal wedding. This is the most anticipated hookup of 2011.
Crashed the mayor's bday party, no list for some reason. Wore suits. Ludacris was there.
Its not low standards. We're more of like a self esteem camp for average girls
My mom is lecturing me about 'invaluable housekeeping skills' while I google 'cocktails involving gin' on my phone. I can feel the generational gap looming in her silent judgment of my choices.
I peppersprayed myself last night. Sigh.
the cops are being surprisingly chill about david hanging from a tree with no pants.
I smoked out of two pipes at the same time while my friends wielded the lighters last night. It felt like I graduated to the next level of stoner.
Also I told several people at the bar last night that my dad the alligator wrestler died wrestling an alligator. So if anyone asks that's real.
I JUST GOT WOKEN UP TO HIM PISSING ON ME SAYING "IT HAS TO HAVE WATER TO GO TO THE BATHROOM" AND AFTER HE FINISHED HE DIDNT REMEMBER DOING IT
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