Uggggg i want to leave and get bombed over baghdad
Denial is the first step to alcoholism…and I don't hate it
...there is blood under my fingernails.
...I hope my roomates are okay.
After the sixth shot I started to slur my pauses.
He DELETED brick breaker off his blackberry why even bother trying to find something in common?
Remember that amazing deer? You peed next to that dear..
Yo. I have a shitload of cardboard. We have to build a smoke hut in the smoke room with a tunnel connected to a cat house. This way the kitty can join us whenever she pleases
You left your underwear here. I'm hanging it on my door
Just watered mom's plants with leftover mixed drinks full of Bacardi Silver. I'm such a good daughter.
He also turned out to be underage (the fucking liar) so we had to get drunk on cooking sherry
you were drunkenly making out with a 20-something in front of your wife. at least the guy your wife left with was decent looking.
She used my 100 Ways To Cope With Stress handout to wipe puke off her face
At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if he laughs at all of our attempts to keep him sober.
I'm hungover and eating lunch at an elementary school. The children are barking. Litrealy barking, like dogs.
Maverick's sitting in jail wearing a turkey costume and I am soooo jealous.
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