Don't make me take my hoops out.
I'm literally on the verge of smacking that cheap face off your head. If you don't come with me right now to the club and down 14 shots of
Jäger with me, I'm telling everyone about that night you spent passed out, face-down on the pavement outside the Sheetz drive-thru window, plain cheeseburger in hand.
Salty Melons Scented
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