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| Here's his info, you f#*king cum rag! Wtf would I email him for? You know he's gonna ask me somesome quantum physics questions! | |
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| There Was a Deal on a PS3? |
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| Oh, ffs! Really? You can't do that simple f#*king favor for me? It's like the time I asked you to slit my wrist. You immediately declined then started crying. What the f#*k kind of friend does that?! | |
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| Wow, are you serious?! You wanted me to execute you! What's wrong with your wisdom sack? I don't know this guy and I'm not the one interested in the PS3. If it were a butt-plug, I would have responded on your behalf. | |
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| It's Not About the f#*king PS3 Anymore! |
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| Well, that makes sense. I'm sorry I pestered you and called you my dead friend. I apologize and would like to offer you a ppm. | |
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| "Hey, can you email my mom? I just want her to know I'm giving birth right now." See how stupid that seems?! UGH!!! f#*k off pony blaster! *BLOCK* | |
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