My body isn't even mad at me...just disappointed
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
We decided we needed a drinks fridge in our bathroom.
I'm getting flash backs of last night. They're coming in song form.
Taking shots with an iv of fluids in, because I work tomorrow. That's responsibility. Employee of the month right here.
We stared down the barrel of pure insanity, took more and the electric elephant god rewarded our fearlessness by giving me golden skulls and naked women crawling out of the walls. I love acid
Just as I was applauding myself for the best wing man award, I realized we are going to have to burn our futon.
I only remember singing the Captain Planet theme song on our way to the bars.
I wound up running down the street in 12 degree weather in just my bra and then fell asleep cuddling my bottle. You tell me how last night went.
well that's what you get for sleeping with a guy called 'the defiler'
He ordered a meatball sub with a side of meatballs.
I don't know which is weirder: that she was old enough to have a live-in son close to my age, or that the woman he was with was close to hers
Who told you he won a fight? He slammed his face into the ground while trying to do 11 push-ups
Idk, apparently drinking five Four Loko's and trying to fight a mailbox constitutes disorderly conduct.
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