birthday pritches.
I'm eighteen.
Woot skeet skeet.
I'm really fucking sick, looking forward to buying and eighth and sitting around smoking it with some good friends.
On Thursday at 7 oclock pm at the bandshell at beacon hill park I'll be celebrating with all sorts of tom foolery,
I want you to be there.
call me for the deetz.
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Woot skeet skeet.
I'm really fucking sick, looking forward to buying and eighth and sitting around smoking it with some good friends.
On Thursday at 7 oclock pm at the bandshell at beacon hill park I'll be celebrating with all sorts of tom foolery,
I want you to be there.
call me for the deetz.
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I shall call yous in the morning......and by morning, I mean 2pmish. =P
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I can't believe I missed your birthday
I'm sorry
v_v
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