There are traffic cones in the living room. One of them is yours.
is this the sara with the beer cane?
Sorry I didn't text you for coffee this morning...bad life decision Saturday sorta rolled into Monday...
He brought a jar of pickles to the party. So now I've had beer, animal crackers, AND a pickle since noon.
Haha, oh man. I'm awake now. Slept in my headdress.
I got drunk enough that when camel suggested jumping off the pier, I thought it was a fantastic plan. Also my blood hurts.
The sound of my own breathing is making my head throb. That hungover.
What was the point of renting a $600 trolley if no one even remembers going to the first bar?
That's the 3rd time in 6 months I woke up on the hallway floor using a towel as a blanket, no clue how I got there. At least back when I was still drinking I could blame something other than myself for that kind of shit.
You should go to AA meetings and warn people about the dangers of sobriety.
We need to make tonight low-budget
Is this your way of suggesting flasks?
He's talking about feelings now. I don't even know if he came???
Gave his drunk ass water, & he poured it on my shirt while saying "WET T-SHIRT CONTEST!" When reminded of it today he replied with, "at least you came in first place"
So bottomless mimosas = me waking up in a truck bed in a random neighborhood with no purse or phone or idea how I got there.
I didn't expect the hobit to have that much sexual tension.
I think I'm more excited for Santa to come now that I made a drinking game out of it
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