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Just a couple of weeks ago my friends dragged me to a club to go dancing. I was yawning by 11, just when it was getting crowded. The fucking music was so loud my ears rang for 3 goddamn days (yes, really!). These asshats spilled their beer all over the dance floor and I got a towel to mop it up, muttering to myself about stupid drunk kids the whole time and feeling like their parents.
I'm 28, but I have an old soul.
And the best has been my 2 younger cousins, they are 19 and 20, married with babies. WTF?! I remember when they were born! Clearly!! I remember holding them as babies, gagging while trying to change their diapers. Spinning them around by their hands in the front yard when they were 5 and 6 and I was a teenager and they thought I was soooo cool. And they have fucking children!! I don't even have children!
Sorry, got a little carried away there... *sigh*
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Thought for the day: Men are like fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it's up to the women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.
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