the day after is always just damage control
You really realize what your life's become when you're sitting alone in the house crying in a santa hat and pjs getting stoned on christmas eve before noon.
I don't know at which point last night turned terribly, terribly wrong, but it was somewhere around Motel 6, specifically the parking lot.
Omg no. We ate a raw pumpkin last nighr. We dipped it in BBQ sauce.
How the fuck did I get back? Last thing I remember is being on some hot guy's shoulders yelling at girls shaking their asses
We'll talk about it later...
We have bigger issues at hand... Does anybody know someone in the kalamazoo area that is missing a pair of stilts ?
How was the picnic?
We played softball, except our team sucked. In one hand was a mitt, the other a beer.
Why didn't you put them down?
No beer left behind.
then looked at this little girl next to me and was like "don't drink when you get older and don't let your best friend be with assholes." she looked at me like i was crazy
He didn't call me beautiful but he came in less than five minutes so same thing, right?
This girl just said she was late for class because she was having sex.
I smell like thanksgiving dinner and bad decisions. Its not even thanksgiving yet.
My diet has been 80% Fun Dip this week, soooo, no. Not good.
I'm gonna watch porn and nap. I think I really have this Valentine's Day thing down
I managed to break 3 nails and loose my stockings, but I made 87 dollars at the strip club. I asked where I could find an application on the way out.
all i remember is walking home without my pants on... when i woke up i was sleeping in between my parents in their bed, no more whiskey wednesdays
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