So i went to my friends 21st birthday party at the chelsea hotel in manhattan last night got plastered, took 2 cups filled with rum out of the hotel, took a taxi to the subway and proceeded to pass out between subway cars puking. I puked blood and a very nice young man informed me evetually that it was my stop ( i stepped in a car to yell "I NEED TO GO TO DEKALB AVE"). after that i stole a Burger King window sticker (again) and 2 traffic cones. WOOT!
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mercie:
this reminded me of you too: (605): you know how they say when you die, your whole life flashed before you? well do you get to see what happened all the nights you blacked out?
skanthony:
hahahahahahahahahaha! the last one....ive wondered that before!!!!!!