can't come. weird drunk guy passed out on couch. long story, tell u later.
wtf. wake him up, call him a cab, get over here!
i just want to make sure he doesn't die. or rob me. plus it's facinating, he's faceplant on the arm of my sofa.
Sometimes I wish there were a little bird hiding that would periodically go, "creep-per."
That's the last time I fill my pockets with sushi.
ever had your bank call you to verify the 4 seperate bar transactions from the night before? I have
okay so using the row boat as a giant snow sled probably wasn't the best idea.
"Guy Time" translaed into 10 shots apiece and me waking up covered in my own blood.
i just rememebered i spent like 5 minutes on the ground warming some chicks toes.
I think showering with 5 people and a half gallon of vodka was one of the best decisions we have ever made.
All I really need to know is how to say "where is the bathroom" and "I don't take it in the butt anymore". I think that will suffice.
That's actually a fantastic idea... The kinky sex dungeon will be vastly improved by the addition of a lightsaber
I just power puked in the office bathroom.. blew blood vessels in my eyes and now I'm ready for a donut.... success
SURVIVAL MODE. WE CAN DO THIS. Celebratory survived-working-christmas-retail sex to follow
I still have beer shits from last weekend. Dying from dysentary is a real threat at this point.
I didn't want to hook up with him so I just jumped out of bed, yelled "I don't even believe in god!" and ran out of the room
Dude, you kicked in the door to get to a six-person orgy while yelling "I JUST WANT TO LEARN!!"
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