so the giants beat the pat! and fried food beat my clothes. chirst my clothes smel like a hooters..eww. off the wagon for today and it stinks. For real. my suit has to hit the cleaners. I have the hiccups. this stink damn. sorry Ken but i just smoked in my rnow oom to make it not smell like a hooters. caca. hate to type this but go giants. guess they all did not sign their soul to the devil. Cause the pats shit the bed. Now I can sleep, in a not so much fried food smeeling room.
BTW what the fuck with the spelling check not working. caca
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