Holy shit! This guy had his hands and feet handcuffed and was scooting across the interstate and we almost hit him because it was so dark. I hate Louisiana.
last night i used 411 to try and contact britney spears.
dollar well spent
Id settle for living inside the pirates of the carribean ride.
yeah she was being a bitch. do you remember me stealing ryan cabrerra's beer?!?!
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
why is allison so mad at me??
me and her walked into dans and you yelled "hello my dear alli, you're looking mighty overweight today!".
crap..
I found a map from his room to his bathroom this morning in my purse. Apparently I was too fucked up to get there without one.
We found him. 8 blocks away from the bars and almost at his parent's house. On the verge of tears.
My mail consisted of a box of dildos and christmas card from grandma.
drunk doesnt even begin to explain it. he said he was going to get playing cards from the lobby and came back 20 minutes later with a full set of sheets.
An we can hold bottles of vodka in our hands singing yo ho a pirates life for me
In case you're wondering where my head is at right now, it's wishing that I was getting laid and not having a debate about cheese.
ever had one of those days where you say fuck it and lick the inside of a bag of chips
Whatever I'm getting wasted, my costume's bomb, and there's a good chance I'm getting laid. Not letting stupidity ruin my night!
Everyone is like kids first day of school and I'm over here like I need to stop sleeping with random
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