It's an Italian thing I guess, grew up on that shit.
I'm Irish, we don't eat cow guts unless they're blended into a fine whiskey
drugs are my only escape from this reality. good thing I got it at a discount price last night
mondays should just be called national damage control day
It was the most graceful puke ever. I just thought she dropped something underneath the bar until she told me what happened.
I came home ate all of my roomates poptarts and then vommited on her duvet cover. I don't think today is the day to suggest the whole "sex instead of rent money" idea
level of my singleness - just ate a whole pizza topless in bed.
And some old guy told me Jesus loves me and I laughed super hard and told him sinning is fun. Hahaha
Also I spent like 2 hours on the hubble/nasa website sunday night looking at pictures of outer space and cried my face off at how beautiful and complex it is. What's wrong with me?!
you did a full monologue with your sober self last night. different voices and everything.
Doing lines off a plate that says, "things go better with coke."
They're playing house music in my dentists office again, wtf is wrong with these people. That's not the music you want to get a root canal to
I'm just a little concerned for your well being... and your penis too I suppose.
Same encounter she body slammed me to the floor and than humped me
I'm so high I have morphed into the monopoly man. Or maybe the Pringles guy. I don't know but I have a mustach now
They want a bedroom just for their cats. And you thought we were gay.
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