Last night, i fell twice on ice covered cement stairs, trying to smell a dead skunk. i bit the shit hard. think my cocyx is bruised again. last time, they gave me vicodin.
oh man, vicodin, and i think i smelled skunk!
Come to our party tomorrow at The Crunk Palace, or as it is otherwise known by bar kids "ben's house".
i wanted to a write a Happy Birthday Jacki Stears, you're the best girlfriend i never had entry....but i've already been beated to the punch
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