so the chest pain/shortness of breath/overdose guy we just took to tm hospital is now running down market street from the police in a gown holding his iv.
I think we should make Neil Patrick Harris a permanent part of our role playing.
It's offcial there's a Bobby Light radio station on pandora.
He soundtracked our prebreakup sex, our breakup, and out postbreakup sex. At least he's dedicated.
The door to door salesmen do not expect you to be drunk at 3 in the afternoon
one night of dollar margs at dinner and dollar beers at the bar later, i am throwing up in his shower and gurgling soap and water to kill the taste of sin in my mouth. dollar days need to stop endng like this.
I might lose an organ but I've got booze. I'll be fine.
So I know we're not talking about this anymore buuuuuut I left heel marks on the wall.
All I remember is a very aggressive two-stepper who inadvertently made me give myself a black eye with my own beer
New rule for Thursdays: no high gymnastics
You were throwing cups at people in the basement, yelling at them to get out of your swamp.
Woke up pants less in the vacant apartment across the hall. It was unlocked because they were showing it to someone. When they walked in I woke up and said "this is a great place to live" and walked out
Trying to figure out why my back is hurting. And then I remember I got fucked up against a tree last night
She thought I was dancing but I just couldn't catch my balance for 11 blocks.
I'm not too sure what happened last night, but by the looks of it, we must have gotten drunk with zebras.
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