I came home yesterday, after work, which sucked. I was so tired, then I got a call from Brett, and he woke me up with the usual “You need to talk to me because I missed you, and I’m tired too, but I’m driving, and if I fall asleep, then I’ll get in a crash and die.” So I went on about how my day was and bitched and complained about how all I wanted
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