Oh just a soda. I'm "driving"
The guy drove to our house at 6am to sell us weed. Now that's customer service.
Tell me why Im cashing out of Walmart with Smirnoff and catfood
She's riding a tiny four-wheeler and has a Dos Equis in her hand. I at least have to meet her.
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
I am both excited and frightened by the fact that this much everclear is legal here. Best vacation ever.
But the real question is how many people didn't see my dick last night?
On our way there. Drinking my beer out of a coffee pot. Cuz it's my bday
Whiskey??
It will be at least another 6 weeks before I say yes again. I'm bruised. I stole sex cards and a really nice pocket knife. I acquired a vial of my own blood. Talk about a yard sale...
Apparently, the right response to, "How do you feel about a terrorist being in the area?" isn't, "Well, we have vodka in the freezer, so we're good for now."
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
Is this the point in which we come to terms with our lesbianism or is that after you send me more ass pics...
I know how vodka works Grace. I'm drunk, not stupid.
he won't tell me his last name, but I know his garage key code
Dad is celebrating turning 45 by being drunk in a department store before two o'clock.
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