What are these yellow papers in the kitchen?
These are the tickets we got last night.
Did i sign this one as Grizzly Bear?
Yes...yes you did.
you ran down to the water at 3am and rolled in the sand and ran around screaming that you were the corn dog monster.
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
there is a dude in the bar with no arms getting fed beers by his friends
Showerbowl immediately followed by pullups naked. I feel like fucking Tarzan
IDK but this explains my bloody dashboard.
marshmallow pipe was a success. so was melon pipe. come try it
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
If we could give a gymnastic score to drunken nights, I would be a part of the Fab Five.
You leaned over so she could squirt ketchup in your hair and then started chanting "KETCHUP NIGHT!! KETCHUP NIGHT!!!"
You tried to tip the Uber driver with a meatball sub. Then, when he refused your meatball sub...you demanded he take you to the corner with the hookers. The valet has your keys and water balloons. I'm glad you're only in Chicago for the weekend.
Just fantasized about my boss's fingers in a meeting. I desperately need to get some.
I'm kind of pissed I'm not hungover, that means I could have totally drank more last night.
i made that whipped coffee shit today. took six pouches of instant espresso.
please tell me you didn’t consume six shots of espresso
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