so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
it's 4 am, i'm drinkin beer and re-drywalling my bathroom. this could possibly be a bad idea.
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
You know your in college when you use the receipt from the liquor store as a bookmark
I woke up with a crunchy, pink Pepto streak through my hair, no recollection of the last 6 hours of my night and the feeling that all the hotel's staff knew me on a first name basis.
there are two kinds of girls in this world: my mom, and sluts.
I walked into his room and he was naked with a half eaten pecan pie and a bottle of wine.
They poked me and kept screaming "LAUGH DOUGH BOY" it's like 3rd grade all over again.
i climbed out of the bath tub this morning and found him taped to the treadmill
there's a barbecue in the shower. I'd like to know who got this to fit inside perfectly. impressive
I don't remember much, but my night is dated pre-Jaeger and post-Jaeger. Also, my boss may or may not have tucked me in.
It's an "im going to have to shit with the lights off" type of morning
So you think it's my fault? I didn't give you the 10 shots you took nor make you eat the brownies we made... btw, i found your engagement ring, it was in the last brownie you wouldn't let me have while dragging me to my room.
Just had a 40 min argument about how many celebrity guest appearances on Sesame Street were court ordered for DUIs.
I think I'm too tall to 69 successfully.
I think I might cry.
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