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I love how pleasant Nick and I are to eachother.
He walks in the house this morning and the first conversation we have is:
" Turn off your shit music."
"Fuck you, Nick."
"Fuck YOU!"
"Fuck your face"
"Fuck cock!"
"Fuck ass!"
"FUCK!"
"FUCK!"
I have never had a conversation with someone with so many F bombs.
Anyways I'm cleaning the "lego room" today. Don't ask me why I'm doing it rather than my gay brother, but I am. For any of you that know me well enough to know the "lego room", you would know this is going to take all day. But it's like a freaking magical room or something. I keep finding cool old stuff. Like so far I've found an old polaroid camera, a xylophone, and a set of watercolor paints. How cool.
Laterzzz
He walks in the house this morning and the first conversation we have is:
" Turn off your shit music."
"Fuck you, Nick."
"Fuck YOU!"
"Fuck your face"
"Fuck cock!"
"Fuck ass!"
"FUCK!"
"FUCK!"
I have never had a conversation with someone with so many F bombs.
Anyways I'm cleaning the "lego room" today. Don't ask me why I'm doing it rather than my gay brother, but I am. For any of you that know me well enough to know the "lego room", you would know this is going to take all day. But it's like a freaking magical room or something. I keep finding cool old stuff. Like so far I've found an old polaroid camera, a xylophone, and a set of watercolor paints. How cool.
Laterzzz