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| *Mom* Hi honey, how are you doing?...how's school?...Did you have fun in Canada? Meet any nice boys? *Dad* Don't encourage her, she needs to focus on school! No boyfriends young lady do you hear me?! | |
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| *Mom* She needs to date she's 19, she needs to have fun, besides she has a 3.8 and he was an asshole anyway. *Dad* NO BOYFRIENDS, I MEAN IT!!! *Mom* I'm sending someone over Friday night, honey. | |
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| Mom, dad, It's okay, I'm fine. Dad, it's okay, the next one will be nicer, I promise and mom, please don't do that. | |
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| Hey there, you must be Becka! I'm Travis. | |
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| Well, at least she picked someone cute, or was that the three shots I just did, oh well, here goes nothing.... | |
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