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Feb 28, 2006 09:14

Friday night, whilst talking to LE, I decide I want a Reuben from Shenanigan's. Next thing I know, I'm on I-59 South to New Orleans. I was wearing my old Nikes that were falling apart. The ones I used to paint houses in ( Read more... )

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davetron256 February 28 2006, 07:45:36 UTC
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
You could have called me... joke
But seriously, you could have.
Sounds awesome
Talk to you later,
Dave

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orcist February 28 2006, 10:05:12 UTC
I could've called you... and what? You could've driven to New Orleans?

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