we're blogging at a bar
Also, I've sobered up around 5am, in Delaware. I remember making this decision, and highly regret it now.
Just asked the bartender if I could use the register to see my grades.
It's almost like he dry humped the last remaining bit of good person out of me.
Who invented hangovers? And why did I make out with him and eat an entire can of chilli mixed with hot fries while screaming "YOU ONLY GRADUATE ONCE" last night?
My sharpie cut off line was invaded last night. Where's my turtleneck?
Chose not to courtesy flush and the CEO huffed the result. I feel powerful.
I went up by the border of Canada. We took shrooms and went fishing...pretty sure we killed a dragon and ate it for dinner
I just came so hard I growled. Definitely found my gspot.
His girlfriend left him for the pizza guy. I am not fucking kidding.
Maybe whip a sausage around while you do it and pour some beer on you. Like a German white snake video
I'm sorry. I slept with him again. On the plus side he's got better at it!
Tell me not to drink and get on ladders. I think I need the reminder.. I'm clumsy enough sober.
Just packed a snack to eat on the way to McDonald's. That stoned.
yeah, my mom got it for me because it had animals AND alcohol.
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