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| So you're stuck going to this graduation party for some kid you don't even know? Man, that sucks. | |
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| You know....you could just get blasted the day before, have this hellish hangover the next day and say you're too sick to go. | |
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| Did it. June 21st, 2003. She made me go anyway. She always hides any alcohol in the house a week before a grad party weekend. | |
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| No spicy, greasy food to eliminate any possible stomach problems and she makes me take Vitamin C the week before. I'm incredibly freakishly healthly before these stupid things.... | |
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