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Sunday, June 1, 2008

I'm going to drink so much Dr. Pepper, I'll melt your panties off.

Tonight=success.

Snakes named Max, dance parties located in a car wash, and little ties.
Posted by B-Sides at 10:08 PM
Labels: bffs, failure, in bed in time for wake up call, withdrawl

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