I puked said "wussup wheres the beer" drank..puked a second time said "Wassup wheres the beer" drank the rest of someons bacardi they left on the table and the rest of your jack you left on the table...went to steak n shake..asked the waitress and countless customers what was up and how they were feelin and what their s/ns were...got drunk pics...i'll email them to you...im sobering up...obviously..i can type onw...im sick..i dont want to work..and i love you. true story. the end.
I cant help it Julie has a kid to get home to. I would have loved being drunk. blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
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