Home from a party but i want to do this so i can erase my inbox...
July 27th...it begins again
JULY
Jeff: Candace, Your organizing skills around bowling are impeccable.
Rhett: Yes, yes it has. I'm a little blury and bowling. After tonight I've got Tuesdays free again.
hint hint.
Joshua H: Fucked up night at work drunk!
Rhett: That's so syncronously sweet.
Rhett: The gods have smiled on u.
Jill: Will you text when you get home okay?
Ps. wow. how did michael get so wasted?
Rhett: One trip to serra bowl a week is my limit.
Rhett: Careful, philipinos can be dangerous.
Alex: I might be fucked up on rum.
Alex: That blows, fire a red flare.
Alex: Shit, the rescue plane was shot down. A flare hit it.
Schuyler: Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuure. That's coo. Accomplish things.
AUGUST
Gail: That's ok. If u weren't drunk I don't think [your niece]would b able 2 recognize u anyway.
Rhett: Yeah, crack whores.
Gail: I haz problems.
Jeff: You want some? I can bring it, but I'll probably eat most on the plane. Any I don't eat, I'm going to sell for $10.00/eggroll. What would you rather have as a passenger? Nuts or Lumpia? I should charge more.
Alex: I am recovering from last night.
Alex: I just realized "kinkos" is one letter off "kinky"
Oliver: You have a father?
Brittany: I'm disappointed in u.
Brittany: DRUNK. DRUNK. DRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNLLLKKKKK
Alex: I just acquired scattergories. You are consumed with jealousy.
Schuyler: Cops can go crooked sometimes.
August 9. inbox erased, here we go again!
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