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| architect1803 |
moved out of my house and into my own damn place, near the Kirby area in screwston.
Die.
p.s. lost my phone last weekend. I'll text the "ass-load" of you when I get a new one. :clown: |
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| inconspicuous |
| directions plz. I have some rocks to deliver. kthx. |
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| architect1803 |
| quote: | Originally posted by inconspicuous
directions plz. I have some rocks to deliver. kthx. |
there's a sign in the front of the complex that says "No Jews Allowed".
sry boss. |
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| inconspicuous |
| why would I throw rocks from inside the house? |
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| Rememberence_ |
| I hope it's another house you've moved into, because I've had dreams of you dying in a housefire. |
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| Lizard_boy |
| hell yea. now jenny can stay wit you. haha jk. she still talkin about coming down to h tizzle ?! |
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| architect1803 |
| quote: | Originally posted by Lizard_boy
she still talkin about coming down to h tizzle ?! |
That's be awesome. Is she coming down for an event or just for kicks? I need to call her :whip: |
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| architect1803 |
| quote: | Originally posted by inconspicuous
why would I throw rocks from inside the house? |
Oh chit, I read that post incorrectly. :D |
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| iclone |
| quote: | Originally posted by architect1803
p.s. lost my phone last weekend. I'll text the "ass-load" of you when I get a new one. :clown: |
does that mean you don't have my number anymore?! :gsmile:
ps. i thought this was gonna be a positive post about a woman. |
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| Lizard_boy |
| quote: | Originally posted by architect1803
That's be awesome. Is she coming down for an event or just for kicks? I need to call her :whip: |
ytea as far as i know she still coming down. |
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| architect1803 |
| quote: | Originally posted by iclone
does that mean you don't have my number anymore?! :gsmile: |
I got rid of your number when we broke up the night of our etiquette dinner at Burger King. |
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| Lizard_boy |
| quote: | Originally posted by architect1803
I got rid of your number when we broke up the night of our etiquette dinner at Burger King. |
after i realized what you wanted to do when i saw that rubber fist in your back pocket i freaked. check ur pm. |
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