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| Jesus, Ken, what are you doing!?!?! | |
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| Susan wrote me a Dear John letter, Roberto. It's all over. She's met someone else!!! | |
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| "Dear Ken, you suck." That's all it says. | |
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| I figure she must have met someone else. Why else would she leave "The Ken-ster?" | |
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| Hmmm... maybe she left because you call yourself "The Ken-ster" all the time. Hell, you even had that put on your wedding invatations. | |
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| No, it couldn't be that. I'm "The Ken-ster" and she accepted me in all my "The Ken-ster-ness." Bitch must be crazy. | |
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