now everythime i write "i'm" in my phone my tap9 spells out "i'm-never-drinking-again". It's trying to remind me
you kept searching pizza on facebook and becoming a fan of each page dedicated to it
West Wing DVD drinking game: drink whenever they waqlk around a lot. I LOVE POLITICS SO MUCH
Hangovers were designed by God when he decided that so far he had taken it WAY TOO EASY on me.
No more scars from drunken holidays, people are starting to notice.
I'm on my way, but at some point we're going to have to settle who gave who crabs the last time
alright. I just need to set some ground rules, no lighting me on fire, and no broken bones. fair?
I felt like in order for him to make it to mordor and destroy the ring, he'd have to make sweet sweet love to me in some form of hut or cave.
He passed out. I tried to set his chest hair on fire.
So I bought that bathing suit yesterday and got buyers remorse so I returned it today and then stole it. Win win.
I love when my neighbors have passionate, loud sex to remind me that I'm not getting laid
how do you feel about japanese?
I would eat half a street meat hotdog I found on the sidewalk, I'm good with anything.
So I'm trying to figure out how to talk my boss into allowing pajama day once a week. Any ideas?
I'm stuck on a cliff. I'm not sure how I got here or how to get down. Please send help. And clothes.
Eventually I will start sleeping with people who actually want to hangout with me the next day... But not today
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