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1. Turn your speakers up
2. Roll your windows down
3. Use the gas pedal
2. Roll your windows down
3. Use the gas pedal
I ended up buying nail polish remover today to get the paint off the wall in the living room. It worked out pretty well, but I still had to paint over the whole wall to make sure it looked good. I'm fucking exhausted. Sucks that homophobia isn't that easy to get rid of, though.
Karofsky ended up helping me out. Kinda made me suspicious at first, but I feel bad about that now. He seemed freaked out by what happened.
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The thing I've started to hate my mom for, that I blame on the guy she's been screwing, whoever he is - I became it today. Or awhile back, I guess. Kinda makes me wonder if that fucker knows that the woman he's seeing is somebody else's wife. I sure as hell didn't have a clue that Somebody was seeing someboDy else.
I can't decide what's worse, them blaming it all on me or me doing the exact same fucking thing.
I don't know. Fuck it.
I mean, that's all I ever do anyway, right?
He's been through some shit, so I'm not gonna say it to his face right now. But the parade is today and Ronald McDonald is one of the balloons. Sam's probably pissing his pants.
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What was that thing I was saying the other day about being gifted?
Is anybody else not doing this career fair shit this week? I'm thinking about ditching all week and going to Vegas or Disneyland.
We're doing another concert at 9. What the hell else do you have to do in this town? Come watch us be awesome.
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