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They totally botched my boob job. My tits look like they're are winking.
I just farted at work and tried to cover up the noise by shuffling papers around
soo apparently i was out of money so i stayed in the bathroom for an hour-ish passing out paper towels for money..needless to say i got kicked out
Dude stop singing. Your life is not an episode of fucking glee
he's a bartender at a gay strip club. maybe he can work his magic. with getting u in, not gay magic.
i only understood the part that said mucho orgasmos
I automatically know you're drunk now as soon as you start yelling in spanish
Remember when you picked me up from my walk of shame with a bike, I came out wearing a Ninja Turtle costume and you let me ride the pegs to thoroughly display the embarassment
Best part of being a cop: When I showed up at Thanksgiving with stitches in my head I could tell them I was "protecting and serving" not "drinking and falling down". Career validated.
by the end of the night two people were passed out at the table, three on the couches, and one in the bathroom. it looked like someone pumped sleeping gas into the middle of a dinner party.
I think her version of saying goodnight was being flung over a guys shoulder as he said, "Bitch. You don't need no shoes."
It's either my own vomit or popcorn butter in my ear right now. Banking on the second one.
We made popcorn last night. So it's both
It's Saturday night and I'm sitting on my couch by myself, watching Glee, and drinking gin and tonics. If you listen very closely, you can hear the wails of my mother giving up hope that I will ever give her a son-in-law.
We are gunna have the best winter break smoking weed and eating ham
That feeling when you're ready to convert to the religion of whatever god will stop the vomit. Dynamite is illegal.
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