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[movemestar]

friday night, new york city. not raining...finally! hanging out with triple initial blonde-y. somewhere between passing out at a respectable hour and staying up to spite the dawn.

TRUE STORY
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Big Couch: Hey...

Love Seat: (Mumble)

Big Couch: Are you sleeping?

Love Seat: No. (Inaudible)

Big Couch: What was that?

Love Seat: What?

Big Couch: The pill.

Love Seat: Percocet.

Big Couch: Per?--

Love Seat: Per-co-cet.

Big Couch: I like it.

Love Seat: Me too. I was scared, but it's nice. I'm relaxed, but not too much.

Big Couch: Yeah. (long pause) Percocet. It's perfect. They should call it PERF-ocet.

Love Seat: A-HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!