I don't understand why she insists on me walking her to the door. She came over for literally 8 minutes, we had sex, and now I need her to leave. That fake chivalry will change nothing about the situation.
I can't get out of the parking garage so now I'm staying downtown....Typical
you were so drunk you tried to use the microwave as a calculator for your BAC
i think our first tip to leave should have been when we saw the drinks were coming out of a gas can
so id say it was a successful trip...i only got hit on by one cousin...
got delayed, meet you at the bar soon, found a shopping cart, i am now getting pushed to the bar by some guy that was peeing in the alley i found the cart in
My catholic guilt is strong, but the alcohol is stronger.
Just saw a drunk bitch in the west village peeing on a car. You are not alone.
This bitch rocks a fuckin fanny pack and still manages to lose her phone at every thirsty thursday
I just pulled the nickels from earlier out of my bra in class. The guy next to me is either terrified or intrigued.
We had to take the hinges off the bathroom door. Needless to say, you are no longer welcome at that bar
I'm back in the dating scene now... Since the legality issue calmed down. And my stalking charges were dropped.
Last night was good. Things got bad when I found a sledge hammer.
I mixed Jack with hot chocolate. This may be the best or worst idea ever. I have yet to find that out
I just saw elmo dancing with gumby. The bars at 7a.m. are AWESOME.
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