Friday, August 08, 2008

What's wrong with the letter C?

I don't know. You do a lot of stuff. Good stuff. Important stuff, and I was happy to hear, but then I felt bad because I don't do anything like that. But still, I'm very happy to have talked to you for those few minutes. Everyone was so fucked up tonight. It's the only way to enjoy that show. Oh, I forgot to offer you a comedy show any time you want. Goals? Anyone? Hello? Ya know, sometimes that person just doesn't care, and that's fine, because you found that out instead of assuming otherwise. And can someone tell that tall girl to get the fuck over it? If it's all a game, she's losing.


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