A friend called me up today to announce that she was ripping drunk, and she maybe, possibly needed to talk to me so she wouldn't get herself run over by a car or walk onto the tracks. Cue an hour of hilarious conversation as she made her way from Pitt Street Mall back to her house via public transport. Makes me wish I too, had a bar tab
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i have corrupted you as you have corrupted me.
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