Ambien. No doubt about it.
I'm not really sure how I got home, but judging by this headache, i'm assuming it involved bourbon.
He was drunk at Denny's at 5 am saying how Dear John was the worst movie he has ever seen... eyes filled with tears.
I like when I have the chance to say normal things like 'I know her from college' vs 'I did a ton of blow with her one night at Studio B.'
I'm ready to take a few years of my life this weekend
Denial and avoidance are my survival strategies for 2013.
Denial, avoidance and beer.
Hey douche face I just want you to know, if you ever got hit by a bus, I'd really miss you.
Only if you died obviously.
either I'm really high or that last bong rip tasted like christmas
You have not lived until you've had your brains fucked out on a broken down Tunnel of Love ride. Life is good.
Dude at one point I lost you only to find you sitting in the bushes eating pizza.
Owwww. A manager/ employee sex scandal that DOES NOT involve me! SCORE!!!
6 showers laters and I still feel like I have his vomit in my vagina. At least I could help him figure out he's gay.
After walking ten blocks barefoot in Boston I've concluded drunk me needs to make better decisions.
yeah i ran into him at the bar at 11pm. he started talking about engineering and the next thing i know it's 4am and i'm naked on top of him.
um care to explain the stolen chinchila under greg's bed..i'd be fine with it if it wasnt chewing up the stash
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