My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
you really dont want me to drink and drive. you saw what i did to my face and that was only from walking
You just kept yelling at the cabby "I own this cab" and insisted on smoking with all the windows up
Hey bring in backup. its going to take a lot more beer than we think to fill up the water bed...
We are, if nothing else, classy enough to leave our 10 mini bottles of wine in a polite line on the floor of the movie theater.
He was trying to hotbox the banana suit. Of course we traded him for vodka.
Let's just say after this weekend I'm known as Shameous the Irish bar fighter.
Ya he's the booze devil, like if the black hole and Bermuda triangle joined forces with Captain Morgan
How did "late lunch" turn into 8 solid hours of drinking??? I feel like death.
My mom just gave me my fake back to buy her more wine.
I just soaked a sugar cookie in nail polish remover to clean off my nails because I was too lazy to walk to the bathroom to get a cotton ball. Is this what rock bottom feels like?
So apparently dinosaur erotica does, in fact, exist.
Why can't all sociopaths be as fabulous as me?
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
When i said you could use my car and have sex in the back....i wasn't being serious.
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