December 2009
37 posts
New York. 3am. -8 degrees. JET LAGGGGGGGG. NEVER...
txtsfrmlstnght:
(812): she’s in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga. (1-812): thatta girl
Thanks employer
for my 700ml vodka. I mean I am grateful, but also a bit disappointed.. last year you gave me a 1 litre vodka.
But only cause you provided THE BEST xmas party ever, I’ll let it pass this once. But next year I do expect 1 litre. Cheers motherfuckaarr and merry christmas.
Yep, worst idea I've ever had to be high and watch...
Note to self:
At this years work Christmas party I am not going to drunkenly befriend the people that smell like dirty undies, that are seedy old rich bastards, that only talk about car exhaust pipes, that have white smiles and initials are BJ.
Because if I do befriend them…
The soggy undies girl will invite me to gigs that only consist of bands that sound like evenansance. And actually think that we...
November 2009
13 posts