And the 30% of you that don't hate my ass probably want to wish me well.
Do so.
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Woohoo!
So, I turned 20 yesterday.
At least, I think I did. I'm not too sure after this mess.
Around 1:00, very drunk, my mom got bored and walked around with the digital camera, had some fun with the people she actually knew and got some great pictures of me being drunk as shit.
Phil, Jai. In that order. He stayed sober enough to drive home. That's about all I remember about their status.
TRASHED
And I'm very drunk at this point with my friend Taylor. My mom had to take this picture like six times before she got it right.
Drunk ass.
Fishman, Jay. Two of my closest friends ever. My hair being ugly in the background.
Jai and Phil in the back again, Dorothy, Jay, and Jim in the front. Getting shitted, having a good time.
SHITTED
Caught from a different angle, vodka being passed in front of the camera and my sister in the back-left hanging out in pajamas.
Very extremely intoxicated, barely able to stand up straight and in some cases honestly falling the fuck down drunk, we get the great idea to climb a tree. I managed to roll a joint on the branch of a maple tree, in one of the least controlled drunken stupors I've ever been in.
Well after three AM, right before my mom goes to bed, she decides to take a picture of the survivors. We're all fucking nuts drunk.
So I posted "TRASHED" and "SHITTED".
I know a few of you were waiting for this one:
CUNTED
I got completely blasted drunk last night. Probably the second or third most drunk I've been, ever.
Didn't puke.
Still awake, actually.
Tons of fun. Thanks to those who wished me a happy birthday.
Unfortunately no bitches from myspace or madradhair showed up.
Where were you sluts?
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