I remember when I turned 21... I magically (subconsciously...) thought every one else did, too. So when I went to Tucson, I told you to come with Ross & I to the bar... but you told my retarded ass that you were still 20. I know very well that... yeah... I don't really think everyone has a birthday when I do. But it's the thought that counts.
Good to know I won't have to worry about making that mistake again.
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Good to know I won't have to worry about making that mistake again.
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