…at least not very much. Because, if I did, this might be me.
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…at least not very much. Because, if I did, this might be me.
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1 Evelyn // Apr 26, 2010 at 11:49 AM
Pretty sad…but funny!
2 bureaucratist // May 14, 2010 at 9:03 AM
What are you talking about? It normally takes me 90+ seconds to put on my flipflops.
Seriously, though, are you sure this is alcohol and not some kind of motor-neuron disorder?
That girl looked pretty impressed. They’ll make a cute couple, him passed out on the floor of her sorority house, her ordering the house mother to mop up his vomit.
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