I'm way too drunk on a Sunday to handle this level of Jesus.
I ran a string through all of my old vicodin bottles and strung them on the tree. Tis the season.
I've eaten cheese dip for three consecutive meals. I think I need to branch out.
There will be two dogs there to provide supervision. Not to worry.
hanging out with you guys is like living the wikipedia entry for drugs...not sure i can handle that tonight.
Sunday Funday has been cancelled indefinitely, due to lack of self control of all parties involved.
random memory from the wedding, the bartender show us how to open the windows of the hotel and pee out of them
I had fun watching you interact with the world around you. Like a fuckin 8 year old kid who just discovered build a bear but really wants a cigarette.
I just remember going to take a piss and looking down on the floor and thinking "that looks comfortable" and then I was out.
You're the third person who's asked me for an afternoon blow connection in one day. Unreal.
That's more of a you-issue than a me-issue
IM TRYING TO BE RESPONSIBLE AND ALL I WANT TO DO IS FUNNEL CHEAP BEER AND SCREAM ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE OUR NATION
So I've discovered that being hungover at 25 feels the same as being hungover at 24. Happy Birthday to me.
He got hit with a horseshoe, set on fire, fell out of a tree, and puked all over the side of his car, all before midnight. Everclear.
I remember sitting in your lap naked saying I don't want to be all looks while you gently rocked me back and forth
I tipped him really well because I feel he knew we were high, but did it in a non judgemental way.
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