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this should be fun to decipher. I'd like to buy a vowel.
please don't call me when you're wasted. i don't feel like having any other future arguments at 3:18am about how to hang up your phone. you have a flip phone, you should know regardless of how fucked up you are.
He was so bad, he was dry humping me and his dick was nowhere close to my vagina.
The dentist just giggled when he accidentally shot water across my face, I can sense how he treats women.
He fell asleep in the strip club and they paid some stripper $20 to sit on his face until he woke up.
My patience ran out after you started clapping at the strippers everytime they took off a piece of clothing.
He broke into my apartment to check his Facebook again, the beer is all gone, and there's a new high score on pac man.
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
My arms are hairy. And so Is my left leg. Just my left leg, the right is smooth.
Guess what I'm doing tonight? Tacos and strip chess.
I think anything that happens between 12 and 2 am is just sketchy enough to be a good idea.
He put his SoundCloud on his Tinder bio. I felt personally attacked.
I woke up to the sound of her peeing at the end of the bed at 4am.
Then you got drunk and shit in her car. Nothing before that matters. She isn’t calling you back.
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