Every now and then I'll talk to a creeper for an extended amount of time. Randy, for instance, funded our entire night of horrible decisions.
he suggested we appoligize to eachother. then do blow and painkillers & have ourselves a make-up party.
porn star boner night. come get it.
Got home. Hugged Mom. The look on her face indicated she noticed nipple rings.
I apparently spent $173 at the bar last night. The proof is in the vomit on my pillow and the receipt I tried to clean it up with.
Next time we're there I want drunk pics of us trying to ride the stone lions downtown. Don't even attempt to fight me on this.
found a cell phone. in the freezer. wrapped in bologna. explain?
I feel like we should at least be hungover if we're gonna be this grown up.
the cashier ate half of our fries before she gave them to us so i think it's safe to say they don't do drug testing there
He held back my hair as I puked, then kindly asked me to slightly move my head over and pissed right next to my face.
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
Let's celebrate our freedom by getting high and doing stupid shit.
I know he works a lot but c'mon man. I 69'd you the first week we boned. Put a little effort in. Fuck.
we're having rib night followed by a cultural enlightenment party
whats a cultural enlightenment party
we eat nachos and drink margaritas and tequila till we pass out
Also apparently I made a "cake sandwich"--yeah smashed a massive piece of cake between two slices of bread....fucking tequila
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