So. Did i wake up at 430, try to drive home, stop to throw up at a shell, and try to clean out my car and drop my keys in a full dumpster? Yes.
I just rolled a joint with a page from On The Road by Kerouac. I have never felt like more of a hipster.
yea i guess its safe to say fire extinguishers are not synonymous with whip cream cans
we decided to do a scavenge hunt for ourself for when we walked back to our apartments. We hid taco bell behind some bushes. I think they are still good.
oh come on since when have relationships been boundary lines for us
fair point
Well the streets were closed, so it was okay for me to just lay down for a little bit.
When he sent me a picture, I swear my vag frowned. That tiny.
How drunk is "too drunk" for candlelight service?
In my defense, I haven't stolen anyone's clothes yet.
Yeah, that's a plus.
Watching this game makes me realize that we have yet to do Skype shots. What kind of long distance alcoholics are we?
Could we try to replay the decision making process whereby only you and I bought and drank a keg this weekend? Because there were some fundamental flaws!
The last thing I remember about last night was guzzling white zinfandel out of the box and eating cheese. And I was thinking OH YOU FANCY HUHHH
I woke up in a bath tub and my face was sore and it wasn't because of you, I was impressed
I'm trying to be celibate. I'm having me time. I'm eating cake.
It's slightly odd going to a booty call during morning rush hour with everyone else going to work.
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