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The problem with friends who like, work and shit, and aren't gay, and are from the supposed intellegentsia, is that they aren't
party friends. The trade off is that they're not retarded; the downside is that it's 2:30 AM and I'm listening to Sondheim and practicing Bo staff moves. Take me dancing! I want to be FREE. Quick somebody find me a retard. You there, sir!
party friends. The trade off is that they're not retarded; the downside is that it's 2:30 AM and I'm listening to Sondheim and practicing Bo staff moves. Take me dancing! I want to be FREE. Quick somebody find me a retard. You there, sir!