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We did, in Hawaii. Going back in a year or two.

I roofied him

I offered to drive you home but you declined. I was fine, I have the hardest working liver in the galaxy.

I don't have one, but I can speak it. I also drink like an alcoholic fish. You didn't stand a chance. Plus, if I recall, I was popping oxys post surgery.

I speak Yinzer.

No, he was trying to fuck wares.

Did you hear about the Polish guy who couldn't spell? He spent all night in a warehouse.

I like the heroin chic look. Kate Moss but bonier, and with less self esteem.

I don't need a third wife. I'm good.

*wipes away single tear from cheek*

frood wins this debate.

Or other people. At the same time. Let em run a train, honey.

And you won't until you do.

I violently agree.

That's what I'm saying.

I've never gotten over any of my first loves, and then I ended up marrying one of them. Each one is different, and getting over them is never the goal.

Only if it's me.

You won't be confused when I'm wearing your skin.

It's Me sent me her address once.

I miss the little goober. Hope he's not hanging by his neck in the fucking closet.