Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
he was already passed out before we got there, so i already knew i was going to like him
so i just calculated it and i would need to score 150% on this final to pass
After you took the handle off the bathroom door I had to coach the Scottish guy sitting on the toilet, throwing up in his own lap, how to put his pants back on. Yes, I think he won the drinking game.
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
well you decided to make everyone "drinks" which was sprite and beer mixed.
i have a wrist watched drawn on my wrist that it says shot o clock
Security said no more parties of this kind. To me that translates to Theme party this weekend.
This is like a relationship, I expect to be mind blown at least once a week.
What can I say? I like my food like I like my women, not entirely fucked by our contemporary world.
Wtf man. I knew she was bad news. No sane person cares if you eat their raviolli.
You just wrote a check for drugs...pretty sure you don't have cash for beer..
His penis could choke an elephant. A baby elephant... But an elephant non the less.
Watching this game makes me realize that we have yet to do Skype shots. What kind of long distance alcoholics are we?
You remember my neighbor with the perfect ass? It's even better in assless chaps.
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