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My turn.
Beer? My dad is an alcoholic. It was only a matter of time before I had a sip… then a whole one or nine.
Cigarette? My friend stole a pack from his mom. Goddamn that hurt.
Boob? There has been so many. I don’t think I remember the first one. I think her name was Sunny.
Penis? I love my penis
Kiss? So many… so much spit
Snikers bar? Chocolate. It’s a weakness
Crush? Her name Brooke. She smelled good. For a 3rd grader.
Girlfriend/Boyfriend? Same girl.
Drunk? Beefeater Gin. I still can’t stand the smell of that shit.
Joint/Bong Hit? A few friends. Pink Floyd’s The Wall. One weird-ass night.
Masturbation session? Wow. That changed my life. It’s the only thing I’m good at.
Fight? Jocks Vs Freaks. As far as I can remember… we the freaks lost.
Broken Bone? Skateboarding mishap. Broke my arm. And then through the years I’ve broke lots of shit.
CD/Tape/Vinyl? The soundtrack to Cocktail. Don’t ask.
Movie/DVD? E.T. Even though I never did like that movie.
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heavy is the head that wears the crown
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