Doing final review now. Then epic shit. Then going to take it. Should start it be 1030. Done by 2. Drunk by 3. Hammered by 4. Blacked out by 5. Streaking by 6. Jail sometime after that
By the end of the second bowl I was making sound effects to every hand movement he made.
went out last night and woke up on the bathroom floor again, thinking about just moving my bed in there.
It's so hard to take my boss as an authorative figure with her New Moon movie tickets taped to her wall
We need to start having rules for the weekends. Like no more downing 3 shots because we want to slut dance a little harder or because biggie just came on.
I need a therapist, but moreover we are going to be really drunk.
There is a really great story behind the missing Coco Puffs and vodka mystery
Nothing brings people closer than bonding over tequila shots and running from campus security.
So I vote that we skip the bowling and just go straight to destroying our livers.
Okay hun. Well my neighbors haven't called the cops yet so I think we're good. No more burning in the yard.
OK. i'm going to add "riddle me this, brodawg" to the list of things i'm never gonna say to my boss again while i'm high.
So how did it go?
I'm not sure if it was all the eggnog or all the alcohol, but hosting an eggnog pong tournament was a mistake.
Puke-y regrets or just things-seem-far-away regrets?
I mean I faked it but he could answer my texts
you tried to drunkinly do the backflip kick off of karate kid and broke the big screen
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