a bloated wallet and lack of impulse control caused me to suggest getting my first tattoo, and the little women i was with didn't let me back out. i made a fool out of myself, i'm sure, shaking on that damn chair and squeezing lauren's troll toy, oh, and mouthing "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK" here and there.. but it wasn't so bad, actually. or maybe i'm
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