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I'm blasted...and it's 6 am on a sunday. My god....
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1:20PM and I can barely see the keyboard. I played heads up chandeliers till 8am.
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SIR, YOU NEED A BIG GRAPE GATORADE AND TACO BELL BORDER MEAL STAT
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CLEVELAND'S FINEST
Cranium + beer = answering the easiest questions wrong
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I just got blasted at Snookers at 13 and Woodward on Whiskey Sours. Thank God I didn't have to drive. And that's the point. Fuck it, I'm hammered so I'll admit it. I MISS being able to get hammered and getting home not being an issue. You walk, you take the metro, you grab a cab; you just know when you live in Barcelona that you will get home. I miss that. I miss Barcelona. But maybe that's for the confessional thread.
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no, what you say is true. I hate drinking knowing that I will have to sober up in order to drive home. I am really not a fan of sleeping at other people's houses. I would pay 20 bucks for a cab to my house if it were more accessable. I feel your pain.
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I'm just finding this thread now. Not going out tonight... THANKS NOLAN!! lol Already got about 7 down, but being the badass that I am I'm nowhere near drunk yet.
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I was too drunk to find the computer for the last two days. Happy new year!
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WINE MAKES ME A GOOD GAMBLER.
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The Gay Blade
It must be 43 below outside in Omaha, end I em fucked up on Sailor Jerry rum 'n coke. I have tried painting my kid's bedrrom, but she keeps waking up and saying "Hey diumbass, is there any reason at all you need to paint the bedroom tinight?"
The weirdest part about that is, she is spending the night at her cousin's house, so she's not here. But yeah, she still ekeeps yelling at me. I am thinking it just might be the voices in my head that are yelling at me. But I don't want to go to the bar tonight because the whole city of Omaha is a sheet of ice.
Oh well, I don't fell like looking at Pornhub and jerking off to hot she-males againg tonight either. Why? Because there are so many hot broads at the bars just waiting to make out with me and then either blow me or suck my toes. Oh man. So many choics, and so little time. I think I will eat a can of spaghettios and go to bed.
Winning breeds confidence. Losing breeds reality.
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