I remember when i was a little kid, and birthdays meant presents, parties, insanely hot strippers, and cocaine. But no more. Im "adult" now. Damn puberty, damn it to hell.I wish I could live those days again. Being 10 and having a sleepover with the friends. Then searching the house for nudey magazines, eventually finding one, then to your surprise
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As Amy said....
Jake your name rhymes with rake
go bake a cake **screams wake in here somewhere*
ooo don't be gay!
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