I ate one of your animal crackers. just one. ok four. but no frosting. ok frosting.
Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
She was knocking on the tree demanding to be let in
Everyone threw up but him. I took off my shirt because I puked on it. There were also a lot of drag queens involved.
Ya I guess if we compared our actions now with our actions 2 years ago. We are definitely in a constant state of shit showness.
Today is definitely a "stand over the toilet and pee through the opening at the bottom of my boxers" kind of day.
I guess the silver lining is that having a big dick really comes in handy when you're hungover.
It's a mixed blessing.
There something about a girl that pirates lemonade off a restaurant fountain as a mixer that I find intriguing.
Did I get stoned on a sunday afternoon and speak to someone on the phone for an hour about cats and their behaviour? Glad you asked. And yes.
Seriously, fuck work.
uh yea I'm curled up in the trunk of my car
if i dont text back till morning its cause i turned my phone off and changed my password to something i wont remember to stop myself from drunk texting...RESPONSIBILITY
How early is too early for a booty call on a Monday night?
For me the most fucked up part of last night was that I know for a fact that you were sober. But your dancing was a close second.
I'm bringing home frosties. I need to talk about butt stuff.
Pretty sure we had a civil war reenactment in your kitchen at 4am.
That would explain the cannon.
I fucked his roommate. And that roommate's best friend. And my roommate. And my roommate's old roommate.
i'm bowing down, but slow your roll.
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