champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
So I went outside my house this morning and basically my entire front lawn is covered in gummi bears... I think that involves you guys.
FUCK YOU CALIFORNIA. YOU DO NOTHING RIGHT. FIRST PROP 8 AND NOW THIS.
Sober December ended when I found beer behind my bed...I lost $2000 but spent 6 hours sober. Meet me at the bar?
tell that swedish kid i didnt take his shotgun. he GAVE it to me.
at least if we puke, we will be surrounded by beautiful, non-judgemental trees.
In the sauna. Drunk. When I close my eyes I think I'm a dog. Is that wrong?
Then you bent down and whispered, "excuse me mr. Stair, could you please stop moving?"
There's a woman at the bar holding a baby with one arm and doing shots of GM with the other. The baby is crying. I have lost faith in humanity.
Dick sucking on arrival? or would you like to cash that in later?
And I'm only telling you that because I really wanted to use 'my boyfriend' and 'dick biscuit' in the same sentence.
After this week, alcohol is mandatory.
His dad and I had a drunk conversation about life. At 4 am he told me that I was 21 and cute and should fuck whoever I want.
Is it acceptable to bring pot to a funeral or am I going to have to do this shit sober?
My Boss was giving porn recommendations. I think I'm scarred for life.
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