i barely touched his dick and all of a sudden he yells, "BONER!"
better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
I am telling you that nothing wakes you up like stomach acid exiting your nostrils at 10AM
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
oh my god. were standing in the kitchen and were chanting "EYEBROWS" and shaving peoples eyebrows. I have work tomorrow and want to keep my eyebrows.
I vaguely remember chanting "USA" at the pool when we were talking to the Frenchies.
We were pointing at fat people and chanting USA.
I always forget that visiting my hometown is like a who's who of ugly people.
My liver was like a college freshman on spring break. It would've danced topless on tables if it could have.
I think a van full of parolees just blew me kisses. Thoughts?
You were telling me last night 101 proof was nothing and you needed 400 proof or better yet military or marine proof, because you're marine grade.... You rascal.
I'm puking in a turkey pan....
Ah well. Drinking wouldn't be drinking without mystery bruises
Agreed.
I am at a new level of appreciation for drunk-you, who threw up into her own sweatshirt pocket last night in the car. Brava.
You ran out of his house yelling "I got the goods!" Then you pulled toilet paper rolls out from under your shirt.
I've never seen anyone as high as you were.. you collapsed onto the kitchen floor hugging a tub of ice cream. You named it phil.
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