so picture this. i'm in line at walgreens, coughing up a lung, and trying to buy some cold medicine. i get up to the register, and some bitch named mariah asks for my ID. she takes a quick glance at it then laughs and says, "you won't be buying this today. your not 18." in my already hoarse voice, i try to argue with her saying that my birthday is
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