look no pants
therell be strippers and coke right?
no strippers. just coke.
i hate this fuckin recession
are you wasted or are you getting laid?
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wow
Every now and then I'll talk to a creeper for an extended amount of time. Randy, for instance, funded our entire night of horrible decisions.
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
No kidding. I just keep looking at that 'under 21 until 11/21/2011' on my id and whispering "soon enough"
She makes walking on a treadmill look like a porno. I wish I could send over shots as an ice breaker.
That's effing brilliant. We should start a business.
I got laughed at by a homeless guy in a Daniel Boone hat. I have no clue what this means for my day
Gym?
Sweet baby Jebus, no. I'm Motley Crue hungover. This must be how it feels to rail a line of ants.
Just smokin in the creek with some deer, they like the smoke, I know.
My whole family just stopped to look at me and aknowledge how fucked up I am.
Hot Damn Cinnamon Schnapps make me feel like the sun is punching me in the face and a bear is sleeping inside me.
Nothing shouts "I'm single" like a thousand needlepoint pillows.
I WOULD SERIOUSLY RECOMMEND THE SHIT THAT I AM ON RIGHT NOW
Was that before, or after strip tac toe.....
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