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| Last night, I got this random instant message from a girl I hadn't spoken to in 16 years. | |
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| She said she owed me an appology because she had been a bitch to me in high school... | |
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| and it had haunted her all this time. | |
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| I think I'm gonna tell her that the best thing to do is to pretend like it's 1987 again and that it never happened. | |
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| Then we can drink some strawberry wine coolers, put on some Oingo Boingo... | |
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| and have really bad sex in a Firebird. | |
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