So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
So I had sex with him again. He's still got it. Not chlamydia, he got rid of that.
Sam Adams makes it so easy to keep track of the seasons.
nothing like walking down the street with a garbage bag of puke trying to find a dumpster
that's not even the weird part though. he already knew where the bathroom was, he might have been here before..
If I remember who won the superbowl tomorrow morning.. I think I'm just going to quit drinking. There really won't be a point anymore
told weddin planner we wanted to work in ceremonial body shots before vows. she hasnt reponded yet...
I think the guy in front of me just puked in a styrofoam cup.
I may or may not have just ruined a marriage. But in my defense I got all my drinks for free tonight.
No padding. I spent my whole summer with my nips out. October don't need that too.
Well I can't message him and be like "hey I was behind you in CVS a month ago and I remembered your last name and DOB and looked you up on fb and added you so wanna hang out"
So hungover. I'm getting too old for trolloping around in disco shorts going shot for shot with well behaved underclassmen in an effort to lure them to the dark side of alcoholism and liver failure.
How do we stop her downward spiral?
Wine. For us.
Update: that felon in Georgia I slept with is now a police officer. What a wonderful world
Not sure who they are or where we're going but they just bought me 3 tacos so I'm staying.
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