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So as she is about to take the walk of shame she flips out. Apparently someone left a brown present in her shoes.
Last night drunk me texted a sure to be hungover me my class schedule and locations for today. I'm like a mom preparing her child for the first day of school
Mental note: adding peach schnapps to a gin and tonic does not "water it down."
He asked me If i had cheated on my boyfriend when I said no he said it's like he doesnt know me anymore
the bar told me i would have to take an hour break so they could wash the shot glasses
I realize now that I left my pants on that table in the downstairs bathroom at you house on Tuesday....
So, do you think I should wash the ashes off of my forehead before going to the strip club?
there is no excuse for him not showing up to my st. patrick's day party. i touch his dick. i get him on the high holidays.
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
In hindsight, the torn ligament in my knee is probably the fault of the ginbucket and jager bombs starting at 3pm. I guess I'll stop blaming it on you.
last nights episode of shot friends brought to you by polish vodka and flamingo baseball. pickles cure hangovers.
I'm slightly possesive over the gucamole when i'm stoned.
Is that why you left peanut shells in my bed?
my revenge plans when i'm high are never as good as i think they are
Annnnddddd this chick is using a hand puppet made of a sock to give her research presentation...
you started petting my head and said "there there, majestical unicorn. it won't be long before we get you back to neverland."
I would really just like to get laid somewhere that's not on a bathroom floor at this point in my life
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