I just woke up. In the port-o-potty next to our tailgate. an hour after the game started. explain.
im giving 12 year olds life advice. this is probably illegal somewhere.
I don't think requesting him as a BBM contact is proper protocol following vomming in his bed.
Well he's not a stripper, so we're already doing better than my last date.
I could probably do something when Im able to get enough strength to think about thinking about to stand.
Day 1 of "Death of a Liver" weekend complete. It came with flashbacks of horrible mistakes I made due to alcohol. I'm excited for how Sunday is going to turn out.
The only thing keeping me calm right now is pretending to chop off everyone's heads when using the paper cutter
Lol, you asked the waitress to box up someone else's discarded food last night
I was looking threw the photos on my phone. There is 8 different ones of us peeing on things.
yea sometimes its awkward. but when you're a straight bartender at a gay bar and everyone knows it, they all think that they can make me turn gay. its like oh yea dude that extra $20 tip makes me want to suck some dick now
alright well Taco Bell Closes at 12 so you better pray to god she's asleep by then or I'm running in your house butt ass naked with a bag of tacos
Normally, it will inspire me to work. Today, it's inspiring me to masturbate.
Let's FaceTime each other while we shotgun beers
And to be fair, I think we all suspect that forbidden sex with an outlaw biker might be worth it.
QUIT BEING A BITCH, DRINK SOME PEPTO, AND PUKE ON OUR FOES
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