all i know is that each time we woke up we were at a different chinese restaurant. help.
I don't know which is a more impressive stolen object. The couch from a sheer logistical viewpoint, or the parking meter because i'm pretty sure that's a federal offence.
pretty sure I called you last night to sing Hebrew to you.
Stolen hampster on my tits. Don't tell me I don't know how to party.
Had to go to the urgent for a physical and I gave them my fake. Nurse was a sport though
so the photographer said "let's get a picture of the cousins" so we posed together, and then he said " lets get a picture of the couples" So we posed together.
Oh god he's like Julia Roberts in pretty woman... And I'm the one who's gotta make a lady out of him.
There is always the bar, but 2 30 on a Tuesday just screams alcoholism
"Work from home" is code for "morning drinks" right?
You're right. I woke up today with my ugly sweater still on and no pants. I'd say it was a successful night.
I get a little bitchy. We all know that
i just added a shot of fireball to my iced coffee. goodbye sobriety.
I have 3 bottles of vodka in my room telling me not to go to work tomorrow.
It's so weird fucking this kids aunt then going to the gym with him everyday, but my sick minded self loves it.
Can you explain to me why I showed my boobs to the firemen to get free beer?
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