there's something wonderfully surreal about passing a bottle of jim bean around a room full of your closest friends at noon on a thursday afternoon. i look to my right and rocco's laughing hysterically and we're both rooting for christian to bone another girl on nip/tuck and it's still not old after three hours of episodes. i look across the room
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"...i was nine."
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