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| "...so in closing, it must be stated here that I no longer feel the need to associate with a loser such as yourself. I hope you have a brain clot and die! Signed, Fuck Off." | |
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| This is probably the worst day of my entire life! I devoted three whole weeks of my life to that [rhymes with cunt]! Where do I go from here? Just where do I go from here?! | |
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| There's an all-day Jake Steed Film Festival playing at the Porn Palace... | |
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| Why not?! It's been a while since I cranked one off! | |
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| Note to self: make sure Stick-boy sits in front of me... | |
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