I dont kno what was worse. Waking up 2 a guy next to me thinking I got blackout or realizing it was your boyfriend.
standing in line at subway, they've got 'stand up and get crunk' blaring. the lines out the door and everyone is dancing. Lombardi Gras rules.
just found a shoebox labled "emergency smoking box"... it has a lightbulb, 2 potatoes, a dried up flower, and a button that says "stop drop and roll". what did we do last night?!
For the first time in my life, I paid for my own alcoholic beverage last night. Am I getting ugly?
To be honest, kinda.
this is terrible I feel like i'm trapped in a cage with a wild republican
Gregs sitting in the living room in his underwear hitting the bong watching a rob schneider movie. His lack of fuck giving is inspirational
I walked into a McDonalds at 8:30 am with a half-eaten apple and a solo cup. Never felt so judged.
It's gameday bitch. Man up.
The universe is cradling this hangover like a gay couple cradles their newly adopted chinese baby.
I will be there. invited or not. I go where the pancakes go.
Two days later and my throat is still sore. That bong is a double edged sword.
ok so i got home drunk and was cleaning my kitchen and i was shaking out the throw rug and dropped it out the window, i'm sorry
I made a half way decent playlist
Im gonna call it "hanging myself"
OK... But I need to shower first because I'm covered in stuff I definitely shouldn't have slept in
I think I'm emotionally ready to start being a slut again. I'm excited.
We free pour in this house. Measuring alcohol is for the weak
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