Yeah i'm definitely friends with drunk kyle, not sober kyle.
she asked if i had a condom...i said yes...when we finished it wasnt on...told her it was at home on my dresser.
This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
That sucks. I just talked to a telemarketer for 15 minutes about CSI: Miami and weed.
Having drunken flash backs of me giving you a piggy back ride. I was like Jesus, and you were my cross. I fell so many times for you. This is true friendship.
He tried to write down the address for the cab on half a bagel.
She's gone now. Left with the wind like a majestic leaf that just rides the invisible current to locations unknown. And dude, her friends were really hot.
You kept asking the bartender if you could "buy a dollar".
I'm currently looking on facebook to see how slutty the girls from my kindergarden class are now. I have a problem.
Nothing is worse than post drunken playoff baseball loss sex
I ripped my favorite jeans crossing that fence
That sucks
It's an upgrade! I didn;t even have to unzip my pants to pee!
All I know is if i get a free preview weekend of HBO then I am recording Kindergarten Cop.
Drunk level: ugly crying in the bar upon discovery of sweet tarts and not smarties.
I don't really care where everyone ended up, but is everyone alive and not in jail?
Not in jail
Alive?
Dude. $3 Jack n Cokes AND Cheesesticks... Find me tomorrow plz
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