For about the time it would take you to complete an 8 minute walk, I’ve been a man. Yes, in fact the Gestapo just got finished stomping my Batman action figures into dust enough for the Elixir of Man. A briny manhood pulp to quell my thirst for age, delivered to me on a blanket of carnal diversion. A deluge of Hustlers (amber lit cigarettes stuffed
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p.s. I seen you on TV the other day with that sign that said "Mom Is Gay"...That rhymed so i'll have to take it all the way. Your bitch was cryin that she didnt mean to play. But that wasnt what she said when she sucked me off in the hallway.
I'll admit it. I stole the punch line from Doom. I shouldve flipped the script and used a word like bathroom. Ok, I think thats it for this round. If you see my homeboy coo const tell him to be duckin' down.
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After a long, grueling, and carefully conducted investigation. I have come to a conclusion about your words and I must say, happy birthday, you dirty dog. I will be sure to heat up the owl hearts and white mouse pizza in your honor.
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That was interesting.
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I know it hurt.
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Well, the birthday part means a lot, not the part about your dick.
In fact, the dick part was rather mean.
But I'll allow it.
I still owe you a movie.
War of the Worlds anyone?
Call on the telephone.
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Josh is out of town until July 3rd, but, after that, we WILL jam, if you're interested, of course.
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or maybe he's not. you never know.
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Anyways, the birthday was not a total bust. In fact, it was danmed fun. I saw Morris Day and The Time at Summerfest and danced The Bird with them. Awesome.
I still haven't been "War of the Worlds"-ing with Tiffany, though. I'm testing to see if she'll call me. You see, I figure at any moment, stirring anxiously through the Dollhouse, chewing away layer after layer of high gloss fingernail polish and ripping out substancial areas of hair in vast, crunchy sheets; I figure at any moment that Stonewall reserve of her's will begin to crack and buckle under the immense and overbearing pressure to seek my company.
She hasn't called yet. Bummer.
Come Sunday, I'm taking telephone matters into my own hands.
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yeah a few days ago, well, i don't remember when, but tiffany and i had a conversation about her calling you. apparently, you had called her and she was incapable of calling you back. she's a retard. i'll tell her that too. but i bet you guys are blasting a load at summerfest without us two brokeass motherfuckers. i don't know.
sorry we couldn't be there, but we'll be seeing you on the fourth, i hope.
p.s. you need to make the moves, you're an adult now.
don't ask about this. just do it.
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