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.
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?
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!
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.