you kept falling over in mid-conversation and you just got right back up as if nothing happened...
we're at Rob's house and just invented the best drinking game ever....we are on Chatroulette and everytime we see a dick we all have to drink.
I feel like im in a tornado of daylight savings, tequila and death
In a meeting with the accounting department. This shit is even more boring in real life and there isn't a professor to wake me up.
i want to cheat with him just to show his girlfriend what a terrible person he is.
I guess our biggest consolation is that we haven't woken up in a hottub with a dead dude. Yet.
If I don't survive tonitght I would like to thank you for the ricekrispy treats. I am majestic
But yeah, that is officially the new "I just came" picture
"Work from home" is code for "morning drinks" right?
No. Not going out tonight. No. It's Tuesday. Xanax and Full House Tuesday.
I feel like a pile of chihuahua shit that got eaten by a Great Dane who puked it up and then set it on fire.
I need to start a penis folder so I stop "accidentally" showing people my junk. On a side note- St. Pattys penis was a hit, four leaf clover and all.
What made you think singing Silent Night while I was puking was a good idea?!?!
Dude get over here. Steven brought super soakers filled with colored vodka.
The only thing good about being back at work is the lunch time hand jobs from the MILF
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