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Do you man usually get girls asking you to buy them drinks?Think that sh*t is SO ridiculously wack, saw some chick do it in a rave couple weeks ago, couldn't believe it. Do they not have shame?Only time i have even accepted a drink from a brer is when he knew my friends anyway and was jamming with us for the night.Or maybe i'm just an old fashioned lass.

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I think the whole world’s goin insaneI fill my brain up with dany, and drink away the painI think the whole world’s goin insaneI fill my mind up with liquor, and drink away the painI think the whole world’s losin it’s brainI fill my brain up with liquor, and drink away the painI think the whole world’s goin insaneI fill my brain up with dany, and drink away the pain

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SHE is the prettiest by faaaaaar. I do not understand the hype with the other 1 atall
im going bed so technically this is me staying up late here is a lil something to read b4 u go sleep and think about im outtyRead This Slowly Jack took a long look at his speedometerbefore slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone.Fourth time in as many months.How could a guy get caught so often? When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour,Jack pulled over, but only partially.Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard.Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror.The cop was stepping out of his car,the big pad in hand. Bob? Bob from Church?Jack sunk farther into his trench coat.This was worse than the coming ticket.A cop catching a guy from his own church.A guy who happened to be a little eagerto get home after a long day at the office.A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow. Jumping out of the car,he approached a man he saw every Sunday,a man he'd never seen in uniform. 'Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this.' 'Hello, Jack.' No smile. 'Guess you caught me red-handedin a rush to see my wife and kids.' 'Yeah, I guess.' Bob seemed uncertain.Good. 'I've seen some long days at the office lately.I'm afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once.' Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement.'Diane said something about roast beef and potatoes tonight.Know what I mean?' 'I know what you mean.I also know that you have a reputation in our precinct .'Ouch.This was not going in the right direction.Time to change tactics. 'What'd you clock me at?' 'Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?' 'Now wait a minute here, Bob.I checked as soon as I saw you.I was barely nudging 65.'The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket. 'Please, Jack, in the car' Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard.He was in no rush to open the window. The minutes ticked by.Bob scribbled away on the pad. Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license? Whatever the reason,it would be a month of Sundaysbefore Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked his head to the left.There was Bob, a folded paper in handJack rolled down the window a mere two inches,just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip. 'Thanks.'Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice. Bob returned to his police car without a word.Jack watched his retreat in the mirror.Jack unfolded the sheet of paper.How much was this one going to cost? Wait a minute.What was this? Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read: 'Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter.She was six when killed by a car.You guessed it - a speeding driver.A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free.Free to hug his daughters, all three of them.I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heavenbefore I can ever hug her again. A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again.Even now. Pray for me.And be careful, Jack,my son is all I have left.' 'Bob' Jack turned around in time to see Bob's carpull away and head down the road.Jack watched until it disappeared.A full 15 minutes later, he too,pulled away and drove slowly home,praying for forgiveness andhugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived. Life is precious.Handle with care.This is an important message;please pass it along to your friends.Drive safely and carefully.Remember, cars are not the only thingsrecalled by their maker. Funny how you can send a thousand jokesthrough e-mail and they spread like wildfire,but when you start sending messagesregarding the sanctity of life,people think twice about sharing. Funny how when you go to forward this message,you will not send it to many on your address listbecause you're not sure what they believe,or what they will think of youfor sending it to them. Pass this on,you may save a life.Maybe not,but we'll never know if we don't try.
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Sup you cunts. Went out in Cov with the Audit boys lol. Shithole. Went into a bar toilet and some guy follows me in asking about sniff. Drew a few girls in the queue coz the chubby white one wanted me. Need to wangle it so that I f*ck her gorgeous friend before I leave Warwick. Can't let this girl go unf*cked.9.30 start tomorrow. f*ck breakfast.

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