AG: I don't see how we're supposed to 8e 8ecoming friends if you recoil from my olive 8ranch like I'm twitching a mummified 8ovine phallus in your direction.
CG: BECOMING FRIENDS, WHAT THE FUCK.
CG: WE WILL NEVER BE FRIENDS, MORON.
AG: Not even h8 friends?
CG: NO. MORE LIKE TWITCHY EYED PROJECTILE VOMITING IN UTTER DISGUST FRIENDS, WHILE I PERFORATE MY BONE BULGE WITH A CULLING FORK.
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Hey, why is my ass blue...?It's too fucking cold. I'm not going out there.
This is the only time I'm cheering for the wrong team. 'Please let school be open so I don't have to deal with the mentally screwed brat...' People out here have no tolerance for the snow. I'm probably stuck with her for a few days. Also, I got high. It's overrated. Pop says it can help the creative process. And that's all he wants me to use it for. I see why now. WARNINGZ: If you don't like big butts and you cannot lie, STFU. Don't complain to me. |
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