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Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: curator of the WTFbus museum
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Aug 23rd, 2009, 08:28 AM
I just figured mine were because I was disabled and if something happened to me on stairs I'd be doubly fucked.
Last night I had one that my parents were insanely angry at me and holding me hostage in the basement of our old house, not allowing me to leave. Some kid came to my window and asked me for cocoa, but I was too busy crying to make it. Then my sig. other called and asked if I was the one who'd shit on his countertops. I asked him how the hell I could have gotten there to shit on his countertops if I couldn't even get out of my parents' house.
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