apparently I kept yelling at her that I wanted t-Rex sized lines. awesome
he had a dikembe mutombo jersey on, was swatting peoples drinks out of their hand and wagging his finger in their face everytime he did it.
I just found our entire wall-to-wall from September 2006 printed out and clipped... it's 49 pages. Blackout me is so considerate of bored-at-work me
I threw up sweet potatoes. Worst thing to throw up ever. They came back mashed.
I've got my wine, though it wasnt very good so I threw a sour patch kid in it
So they found him after the wedding still dressed up in his feather boa and top hat passed out in a bush...
that is terrible, if I can't drink Gatorade when I'm hungover I don't wanna live in this world. that's like denying wild rams to run free in the wild and frolic
Things I have learnt this week: bubble mix is toxic. Extremely toxic.
You merely adopted the alcohol. I was born into it. Molded by it. I didn't see the hang over until I was a man and by then it was only blinding.
We started off talking about nice cuddling and you turned it into fucking with a Santa hat on...
the amount of times i have been intoxicated, barefoot, and in a robe at 3 am at the quick check by your house is impressive, especially since i live an hour away
I should have listened to my dad and mean girls... If you have sex you'll get pregnant and die.
Halloween: the only night of the year wheee the more high I get, the more it compliments my makeup and outfit.
I just noticed, at some point last night I got on iTunes and purchased over 100 classical piano songs.
He told me that he had never gotten a blow job. I sat there for a second, then thought "I MUST FIX THIS!" It was fucking fantastic.
Randomize
