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[swallowaspider]

I am afraid that my former boss's son is going to open several cans of beat-you-up upon my innocent girl-face until it is discolored and vaguely chowdery. Like, you know. Red and runny with big chunks of clam or whatever in it. Except face instead of clam. My face.

Seriously I am slightly afraid for my safety. Or at least for my safety from

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[brosephina]

DID YOU GO? ERIC WON'T TELL ME SHIT. I'LL TEXT YOU.