Is your delayed response due to the massive amount of judging going on?
A 14 year old with a teardrop tattoo just tried to sell me weed. I'm in the wrong fucking neighborhood.
normally i'm against accepting campers on facebook but this one saw me giving head to another counselor and didn't say shit about it to my boss so i feel like shes earned the right to look at my sloppy drunk pictures
btw, do you remember scaling that porch last night?
His new job just became new places to have sex at.
This was my thought process as I drunkenly ran home: Whoa! I'm going so FAST! Why don't I run EVERYWHERE! ALL THE TIME! Then I peed in a bush and passed out on the ground.
So basically you were a dog.
Are you around on Saturday? Feeling a trip over
Wet with either fear or sexual excitement
I think a mixture of both is appropriate
I just sit in the cubicle for 8 hours and do keagles.
The ratio of last drink to last smoke is so tricky. This could go on until the booze is gone
Oh hey. I left my beer there. Beer is more important than my pride. I want to pick that up.
My goal is to be drunk before we even get out of the No Wake Zone.
And now let us go forth, and be garbage people in public.
Isn't that our default mode?
Well, I guess my plans of staying around the apartment and drinking my weight in boxed wine are ruined. I have a date tonight.
Yeah that stuff was rough. We insisted on wearing our bikinis all down college ave, and at several parties that were not beach themed
I was cock-blocked by a swat team last night.
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