LOL.RiCkiE said:I finished did my reflection statement in like 2 hours after I got my work bound; I ended up sprinting back to school and just managed to hand it in before the day ended. Phew. Glad that's done.
Jagermeister.starrysky said:Everybody in the house go whoop-whoop for last-minute stuff. I finished my Reflection ten minutes before I had to rush to school to hand all the crap in yesterday. Boo yah! Champers, anyone?
I'm down for a bottle of baileys. But it must be cold and straight. None of this ice shit.starrysky said:Stuff your Jagermeister, who's up for a large measure of Baileys on ice with Tia Maria?
I always text people when drunk. I make a habit of it. Also ringing people and staring bug-eyed at my phone bill the next month.starrysky said:I prefer Baileys with something else, rather than Baileys alone. Just makes things seem a lot more fun.
Is it just me, or does everyone have the ability to remember everything, including spelling, grammar and punctuation, when drunk? The only thing I don't remember is to not text people when I'm inebriated.
I totally thought you were a dude.starrysky said:Oh, good! That's a very good habit we have here. I tend to text when intoxicated, it makes for delicious debauchery.
Text ex-ex-ex-boyfriend saying that you want to have his babies, even though you hate him and cannot physically bear a child? *check*
Bitch and rant in an SMS to mate about mate's little sister and how she's such a domineering lame-ass with no real social life at age twelve and a pride for her boobs that is unmatched, and then send this SMS to mate's little sister? *check*
Oh ho ho ho.
Ah, sorry. I just don;t normally expect homosexuality.starrysky said:What? I am a dude. Proud owner of a penis and proud homosexual. Gay pride for the win.
Ahahah. I think I might just do that. It's unnerving when you tell people you wax lyrical when texting drunk, and find they don't do the same. Boo hiss to them.
Damn you and your lack of trials.starrysky said:Nobody expects homosexuality. It's terribly amusing.
Interesting drunks, love, and British humour make the world go round. And Irish dancers, too, we own at life. More athletic than bloody high-energy aerobic people, we are. *nods* *does a jig* I shall go out and get sloshed tonight, verily I shall.
Lol @ John Howard's face. /random.