i puked out the bus window last night on the way home. i remember it, but i don't remember everyone else screaming to put their windows up.
I got so high last night I started crying because i couldn't stop thinking about how scary space is
My entire life is one complicated drinking game
And then I'm going to yell into her vagina and see if it echoes
They had miseltoe over the keg.... thats cheating
so. which one of us is going to pay for the neighbors new window? it cracked when i threw the bottle at it but smashed when you threw yours.
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
Just walked by a group of guys calling out walks of shame with a mega phone from their front porch.
yes we did fuck in his chapter room. yes it was demeaning. and yes, they probably will discuss it at chapter tonight.
Dude I really need to stop drinking. I chugged a whole bottle of ketchup last night.
Realized it was likely to be cursed, didn't want my own Johnson magically turning into some sort of fire breathing reptile and eating me
That is an interesting fear as well as image
BURNT NIPPLES ARE UNHAPPY NIPPLES.
I came home braless and wearing a tail....
When you didn't respond I figured you must be busy so I'm home in my pj's 2 beers in and stoned from weed I got from my gaybours. They also gave me cake. I'm not moving from this recliner.
Remind me to tell you: When threeways go awry, my MLK weekend story.
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