Not me, a friend of mine. Personally, I think he could do better. Or at least he's good enough to get laid without breaking much of a sweat, but for some odd reason he latched onto this one like she's some kind of great conquest, and she's really not much to write home about. Somehow she got the idea in her head that's she's far better than what she actually is, and it's just not true. But she definitely is trying to sell the idea. And he's buying it.Originally Posted by Arkady Renko
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Music was better when ugly people were allowed to make it.
I see...but then again, love isn't business. It's not about the value you get for your work/money.
I sincerely doubt there's anything resembling love with these two.
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Music was better when ugly people were allowed to make it.
well then, maybe your friend is heading for a disappointment
I know this is gonna sound evil, but it's going to be quite entertaining to watch how everything unfolds.
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Music was better when ugly people were allowed to make it.
Is he talking about you when he says "friend" ?
whom is that one directed at?
No.
He's talking to me.
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Music was better when ugly people were allowed to make it.
Man, I really can't do the all day drinking thing anymore
Started at 10 AM yesterday and finished about 9:30 PM
Damn drunks...
I'm sober now
Yeah, I'm dying over here tooMan, I really can't do the all day drinking thing anymore
Started at 10 AM yesterday and finished about 9:30 PM
I drank too much Saturday night. Two pints of Greens Dubble Dark Ale (gluten free) and an unknown number of glasses of wine at a concert. I don't remember taking the cab to the motel.
Last time I drank, my inflatable date became real
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