in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
Things are going great. I have tons of beer, margaritas, and theres an inflatable swan in the mix.
Just when I think I'm the one with the problem, I get home for the holidays and the family shows me what alcoholism is really about
the fog machine set off the whole complexes fire alarm
Hah, I lost the lenses in my glasses, didn't event notice til this morning... How was the meeting?
since when did our medecine drawer and our sex drawer become the same drawer? we now have lube covered cough drops.
dont call me baby and dont touch my ears. ITS ALL I ASK
I vaguely remember having a cowboy explain his belt buckle to me in the bathroom hallway
Being the only woman in a triathlon group - it's a penis paradise.
He pulled the pencil out of my leg and then we fucked. It felt sorta like pulp fiction in reverse.
Selling our snow shovel to buy more beer. Not your brightest idea.
Will it make you feel better if we wear the title of dysfunctional fucking roommates? It requires monogamy unless we want to bang someone together.
She wants to go furniture shopping for memorial day so we've gotta go portable
thermos full of jaeger bombs?
Affirmative
I've realized that my life is a cycle of high that is only broken by sobering up at work, which only happens because I can't smoke more
I made you bacon and gave you a blow job. I'd say you had a pretty great day.
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