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drunk thread again
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Favorite musician ever
Illithid Dude
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fuck man, they let us off campus during lunch at my school. we got kids stumbling in drunk every day.
Man I love you
Bam Bam Baklava
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We could leave too but some days I didn't feel like it.
brianjones
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drunk shopping owns
just bought a house
just bought a house
WHAT DID YOU BUY
Our uniform had a blazer with a inside breast pocket, flasks gallore during grade 11.
Illithid Dude
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only stars I see in los angeles are the ones walking down the street.
Illithid Dude
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that was a lot more clever in my head
ItAintEasyBeinCheesy
it's 4th of July in my asshole
"I look down to see stars in LA because when I look up all I see is gas"
I dunno, couldn't think of something else. Smog is too straight up, pollution is too obvious.
Gas man.
luckyboyceo
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I had been planning on moving to LA next fall but my buddy who I was rooming with is moving to NY for work.
Not sure if I should still go through with it. I'm happy for him but damn I was looking forward to a change of pace.
Not sure if I should still go through with it. I'm happy for him but damn I was looking forward to a change of pace.
Illithid Dude
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Do it man. L.A. is my favorite city in the world. What area were you planning on moving to?
Rubbish King
The gift that keeps on giving
Drunk Thread? Drunk Bread.
ItAintEasyBeinCheesy
it's 4th of July in my asshole
I'm going to endeavour to drink 1 litre of rum at 37% in one sitting. I'm 3/4 of the way through.
Apparently it's 29 standard drinks.
Why do people who make drunk threads make it so stupidly obvious they are drunk with terrible spelling?
Apparently it's 29 standard drinks.
Why do people who make drunk threads make it so stupidly obvious they are drunk with terrible spelling?
Rubbish King
The gift that keeps on giving
Because people clearly arent as fucking hardcore as you.
D
Deleted member 22576
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Hi, My name is Jtwo.
I've drank 7 beers tonight, not including the emergency lunch Rolling Rock.
I'm currently posting here because I got frustrated with a PBS Nova documentary for comparing Richard Branson to Winston Churchill, but the only reason I was watching it anyway was beacuse True Blood had not finished *bough* buffering yet. Also I made Zatarains Noirlands style rice dish from a box with a pat of butter and its delicoius. amen and hallejlouyeah. that could condlue for the south or for the north. But the one true thing about stuff, and things is the dream you had. Two nights ago. Convinced of a witch or being chasing you. the world was eerily silent and the few houses you could perceve were bright with sun anad just as still. upon entry you hear sqeueeks and shrills , the floor is cluttered with possessions and tapes and tapes. the door is ooen and starving childern are inside with musrk ats bland muskrats. it takes a second to realize the magic and influence that the withs spell as caset and you urge the party and crew to leave throug ht the wintow. you see one musktrat leaving and you venture on. echoes in the mind are of possessed children eatin their muskrat fellows. echoes in the mind are of tapes on teh ground. but its not now. it was then and now there is a green field like in the movies. a green feild heading up but with no vanshing point. flowing in the wind, but the wind doesnt give a chill. houses made of plastic and paper houses that puncture your feet. contnguing you turn and ecah time you turn you demolish a house. so now after the house and the field and snow. its a porch with a lady shes and with gun. your party is near. the world is still. there is only one way excluding back and its to the lady in the house. you enter and greet and sit and be polit and theres warmth and theres warmth you realiz the warmth is from a special construction of systems in which her most base survival needs such as a house feed back into one another creating the enviting envorimgent so then yhou go back and down into the basement with twenty story windows and endure a shootout. the windows break conjoinging environments and the terror you feel is so real. the warmth upstairs is goingaway by way of the broke glass down here.
I've drank 7 beers tonight, not including the emergency lunch Rolling Rock.
I'm currently posting here because I got frustrated with a PBS Nova documentary for comparing Richard Branson to Winston Churchill, but the only reason I was watching it anyway was beacuse True Blood had not finished *bough* buffering yet. Also I made Zatarains Noirlands style rice dish from a box with a pat of butter and its delicoius. amen and hallejlouyeah. that could condlue for the south or for the north. But the one true thing about stuff, and things is the dream you had. Two nights ago. Convinced of a witch or being chasing you. the world was eerily silent and the few houses you could perceve were bright with sun anad just as still. upon entry you hear sqeueeks and shrills , the floor is cluttered with possessions and tapes and tapes. the door is ooen and starving childern are inside with musrk ats bland muskrats. it takes a second to realize the magic and influence that the withs spell as caset and you urge the party and crew to leave throug ht the wintow. you see one musktrat leaving and you venture on. echoes in the mind are of possessed children eatin their muskrat fellows. echoes in the mind are of tapes on teh ground. but its not now. it was then and now there is a green field like in the movies. a green feild heading up but with no vanshing point. flowing in the wind, but the wind doesnt give a chill. houses made of plastic and paper houses that puncture your feet. contnguing you turn and ecah time you turn you demolish a house. so now after the house and the field and snow. its a porch with a lady shes and with gun. your party is near. the world is still. there is only one way excluding back and its to the lady in the house. you enter and greet and sit and be polit and theres warmth and theres warmth you realiz the warmth is from a special construction of systems in which her most base survival needs such as a house feed back into one another creating the enviting envorimgent so then yhou go back and down into the basement with twenty story windows and endure a shootout. the windows break conjoinging environments and the terror you feel is so real. the warmth upstairs is goingaway by way of the broke glass down here.
I think its not that they can't spell when there drunk its just they are to drunk to give a fuck
ItAintEasyBeinCheesy
it's 4th of July in my asshole
As hard as a jar of mayonnaise.
Lazy. I'm Karaoke'n got damn Metallica songs and these fucks cant spell, fuck them.
Eminem mood with beers and a small amount of blue cheese weed left!
Bam Bam Baklava
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Don't do it bro, you got a good thing going in Seattle. This place will only leave you with an empty feeling where your soul used to be.
freenudemacusers
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I think, hot off the heels of my jacket in summer thread, I'll make a ads of neogaf thread.
freenudemacusers
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nailbiting gif.
brianjones
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thats hypnotic
i thought somethin was gonna jump out and scare me at the end
i thought somethin was gonna jump out and scare me at the end
freenudemacusers
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that would have been cruel. someone should do that asap.
well look at this badass here.
sorry about your girl, is she ok?
She's good and well for the moment.
luckyboyceo
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It would've been the Silver Lake part of LA. I spent some time there in March and really enjoyed it.
I don't know man I think I'd really enjoy it. I'm not chasing a dream or anything, just going for a change of pace. I've been in Seattle my whole life. Not entirely a bad thing but I feel like I need to live elsewhere for awhile.
freenudemacusers
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you seem like an LA man. Never hurts to try.
Unless your life falls apart in the process. <3
Unless your life falls apart in the process. <3
Bam Bam Baklava
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freenudemacusers
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not voting until there is a 'he should untuck his shirt' option.
Bam Bam Baklava
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This beard is driving me nuts. I can feel it rustling in the wind.
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