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[ratherbefishin]

ok, jon's been in a shitty mood for far too long. i'm now accepting applications to try and cheer me up. help a brother out.

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[misshugzalot]

I think we should hang out

[ratherbefishin]

i doubt i'd be any fun. i've digressed into hermit-dom again. leaving the house sucks.

[iamanesthesia]

maybe we could hang out one day
buuutt you got a beej from my old best friend
and that is weird.
slut.
that's right..
you are a slut.
laaate.

[ratherbefishin]

i was wondering why you never talked to me anymore. just for the record, you're fucking wrong. i've never received a "beej" from anyone that you've ever met more than once. don't fucking accuse me of such things. sorry, you were misinformed.

[iamanesthesia]

sorry, it was weeerd on the street.

[ninestars]

sorry you're in a bad mood. i'd like to fill out an application though. i have a few things that would cheer you up :)

[ratherbefishin]

the application is blank. just make shit up. i'm gonna go puch holes in a wall and hope i don't break my hands.

[ninestars]

you still feelin down? cause i have a handful of pretty little things that might cheer ya up.

[ratherbefishin]

well, things have been looking up, but a handful of pretty little things would always help...

[40ozsaviour]

Jon Dunlap....haha...you're a joke mother fucker!

[ratherbefishin]

hoss... you're going to fucking die.