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[poop_chute]

My flair for getting myself into sticky situations, or at least rather painful ones, has shown up again. Actually, that's not so much true as it is an off-shoot of the obviously obvious demeanor I take with people. I don't like to blow smoke up peoples' collective anus. Being trapped in a car with two of your best friends and... another person

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[leftftdcameltoe]

i can't imagine nyc being dumb. but, i've never been there... sommedaaayyyy. anyway...
how do you manage to get yourself into such situations? and to think you only had an hour and half left. eh. it will most likely work itself out. look at us... or are you still mad at me? (or w/e it was.)

most people will crap on you, given the opportunity.
true. people suck.

welcome back.
later.
<3

[poop_chute]

Am I still mad at you? No. Are you still mad at me? (or w/e it was.)

And believe it, NYC is a fucking suck.

[leftftdcameltoe]

no one is mad at anyone.

not hearing you.. lala lala lala

[tiptoedhands]

i love your writing...though i only get to hear bits and pieces of different stories. finish them.

[poop_chute]

tell you what, gimme your email and I'll write you a good story, not this crap that I post here :)

I never finish my stories. Mostly due to the fact that I either get bored or don't know what to do with them. usually the first one.

but I'll finish this one:

Eddie and Suzy (that's her name) married and had a million billion babies.

the end :)

I love you Jess.