I stood up and a chip flew out of my shirt and landed in the chip dish. I just walked away.
The last thing I remeber was convincing you to hide in the fridge, and then taking everything out and you not fitting.
I heard Topanga got a DUI. I need that mugshot asap.
I may or may not have slept in someones apt on your street because they told me I was fun sized like a mini snickers
I think I would be able to remember how to smoke but I can't seem to remember how to breathe.
You just kept yelling, "THAT'S THE POWER OF PINESOL, BABY!"
Count me out. I seem to have semen induced blindness in one eye.
Yes, let me tell you about the time I was forcibly locked in a bathroom when my ex-girlfriend was having a bad shroom trip.
Honestly I was sitting in managerial accounting thinking "I really need to get my shit together and stop drinking so much wine." But when you asked I realized... it's wine. It's always a yes.
The best part of the night was you shouting "I have to take the LSAT tomorrow" between shots of fireball.
I'm at the nutcracker high as shit. It's so beautiful. I cried.
Well. We had sex and then watched 6 episodes of Dateline NBC together; only breaking the silence to make disapproving noises at shotty police work. So basically yea I'm gonna marry him.
Smoking weed with a blind guy, don't worry he's chill.
If I look at him, he starts sobbing. Please come get him; he's scaring the cats.
You ever have a fart follow you around?
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