What did this even descend into?
ps. thought you'd all like to know that last night I had a cider.
But I only drank half of it because after about half I got too bloated.
Just letting you know so you all will know how cool and hip I am.
 
			
			 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
				
			
			
			
				 
			
			 
			
				 
 
					
				What did this even descend into?
ps. thought you'd all like to know that last night I had a cider.
But I only drank half of it because after about half I got too bloated.
Just letting you know so you all will know how cool and hip I am.
 
 
					
				Oh blah. You're 1/2 a cup size bigger than me. lmao
Actually. I very well may be DD too, but I refuse to go up again. I REFUSE.
I knew a chick with E cups. I was like "I would slit my throat if they were that big"
 
 
					
				I was drunk on Saturday, but I wasn't that drunk this weekend.
 
 
					
				Sam, how did you record that video with a potato?
 
 
					
				I was a potato once.
 
 
					
					
						 
					
					
				So I made a full pitcher of Margaritas last night, Tara had one glass, I had... the rest.
 
 
					
				Jeebus.
I'm still threatening my ex with death if he doesn't give me his recipe for his margaritas. Ugh. Asshole.
 
 
					
				Sam and I are going to a wedding tomorrow. Said wedding will have an open bar. Woo.
 
 
					
				open bars are so baller.
My cousin had one at his wedding. I was only 19, but I made my sister get me drinks all night. We got shmammered.
 
			
			 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
				
			
			
			
				 
			
			 
			
				 
 
					
				I disapprove of the lack of drunk wedding posts =/
 
			
			 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
						 
					
				
			
			
			
				 
			
			 
			
				 
			
			 
					
				
			
			 
			
				 
 
					
					
						 
					
					
				I remember when I was hanging over at Mike Reynolds' house (he was our hookup for pot) and I went up the road to buy some Heineken
On my way back, a group of African gentlemen passed by me, one of whom posed the practical question "Ey, man, can I buy one o' yo burrs?"
I politely told him "No thanks"
I felt like Gene Wilder