Haha, well, I suppose I could bend the rules and make out with a drunk friend.
We need to visit you this summer in a big way. And then bring you back with us so you can see our rockin' apartment. (And by "rockin'" I mean clean, oddly shaped, and filled with cookies).
Also...we just need to talk more. 'Cause we kind of don't. Why is that?
Making out with drunk strangers is gross. And stinky. and gross. But hey! when we move into our apt we'll probably NEVER have cold showers! Wouldn't that be awesome! AND we won't have to wear flip-flops in the shower. Oh glory-day! You should just borrow a friendly, non-drunk fellow from off the street, or in the lobby and use him for body heat. I see you in six days and David will be there to keep you warm and massaged.
I know! PLUS, the bathroom is big! Did I mention that our bathroom is big? Because it is. Yay.
I think it's my sad fate in life to never make out again. Alas. :(
David seemed pretty adamant about NOT massaging me last time, so I'm not holding out hope. But you can, because that side of my body is having seizures or something.
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We need to visit you this summer in a big way. And then bring you back with us so you can see our rockin' apartment. (And by "rockin'" I mean clean, oddly shaped, and filled with cookies).
Also...we just need to talk more. 'Cause we kind of don't. Why is that?
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Thats cause I'm stupid. Case in point.
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You should just borrow a friendly, non-drunk fellow from off the street, or in the lobby and use him for body heat. I see you in six days and David will be there to keep you warm and massaged.
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I think it's my sad fate in life to never make out again. Alas. :(
David seemed pretty adamant about NOT massaging me last time, so I'm not holding out hope. But you can, because that side of my body is having seizures or something.
Love you and can't wait to see you!
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