Ugh, at work and I smell like scotch and stale cigar. If only I could add hooker we would be set.
To our very own Stephie! It's going to be a hot mess of a wedding. Wanna come?
I'm having a quarter-life crisis. I need to find something to do with myself soon. Also, what do you call a cow with no legs? GROUND BEEF!
A night can easily be ruined by 3 drunken frat dudes. Yea... Sorry I'm not super down with your talks about nasty ho's. As much fun as they can be, I'm not a real fan. That makes me worthy of a punch in the face! Woo! Damn it. P.S. Devyn, you probably just got the most amazingly embarassing message from me. PPS. FUCK SPELLING AND PUNCUATION TONIGHT.
Give me attention. I'm drunk. Hey babyz?