Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
I learned to sign I want to be on you today
Score
Deaf chicks here I come
I don't call you at 3 in the morning to start a fucking relationship.
I may have pooped in your shoe. or somewhere else in your closet. its unclear.
you blew your rape whistle in his face every time he got near a girl till he left the party...
There are drunk kids outside our building hugging that cop that's always on his bike as he's citing them for public drunkenness. It's not even 11 am.
Yeah got a self inflicted broken nose.
Is shaving my mustache contingent on you sleeping over tonight?
You know what my problem is? I'm like a machine designed for the sole intention of removing the pants from damaged girls.
I need to stop drunkenly getting naked. I'm losing all my favorite party clothes.
Yes. I am getting trashed on an open tab while judging a karoke competition
Impressive. I approve.
I just used "et al" in a sext. I thought you'd be proud
I puked up my nose. THAT kind of night
No sorry. I may be a happy drunk but my gag reflux is an angry drunk.
Btw...refried beans is a terrible thing to throw up.
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