I am at a bar watching a rat tail get braided.
okay im going to go eat, shower and find underwear... call if you want.... but ill be listenig to glee VERY loudly.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
My parents foreign exchange student just walked in on me whacking off. Welcome to America :)
Your job is getting in the way of our day drinking. Shots on the hour are not as cool alone.
Something's wrong. Everything's on fire. Unless it was like that before. Then everything's alright.
just walked past the recycling bin in class, there's keystone cans in it. go cougs.
her best friend is in town and she told me that they used to fool around when they were drunk and I'd have to "help keep that from happening"
you motherfucker
It's that "make a Pringle and Twinkie sandwich" kind of depression.
The sign say "Kereoke" strip bar. 5 more beers and ill be ready to rumble.
lets talk about you, dubstep, and a bunny suit.
Let's run into the wild and just eat berries and have sex all the time.
I'm the catering manager, it's not my job to stop 2 teenagers from fucking in the bathroom. I couldn't bring myself to stop that sort of young romance anyway, that's what I pay you people for
So I just went to clothing optional bar
Drunk and bowling. Only good things can come of this
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