Third unemployed latin in my bed this week. I'm on a roll
ok plan lets look hot and dance like whores.
you kept slapshing your drinks on people saying the power of christ compels you.
For once I'm glad there wasn't morning sex. Yes, that sore from the night before.
Had a speaker in class today. She asked whats the first question when you see someone pregnant. I said whos the father? She was looking for "is it a boy or a girl?"
We didn't have a blender for the margaritas, so she tried to use the garbage disposal and wasted half a handle of my grandpa's good tequila.
It's pathetic. My bed hasn't been this sexless since it was in bedmart.
Wear whatever you want, I'm wearing ass-less chaps and a sombrero
I spent the money she owed me on enough magnum condoms to make a blimp. Damn right I'm going to make the best of it.
Yea. I feel great. My life is great. My job isn't as shitty. And my daddy loves me. I love strip clubs. Great self esteem boost.
Day two of not drinking, I think my cat is trying to eat me.
Psychosis secondary to sobriety???
I'm thinking my boss switched to all cordless keyboards and mouses so that none of us would hang ourselves in the office.
Does she know she is talking to people who slam shots of fireball and chase it with vodka?
I think I just found my soul mate...he's wearing a zebra striped onesie and is into Michael Jackson...I'll explain in the morning.
Never go to your parents' super bowl party. I learned, in great detail, "Why Aunt Trisha is a hoe" Not enough beer on the eastern seaboard.
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