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crazy finds crazy. i'd also be willing to bet dollars to doughnuts she's no stranger to the backside of a hand. with these things, it usually is a chicken or the egg thing in my experience; were they individually crazy and then hooked up, or did they just bring it out in each other. normally the person you're with should say 'you know that 'god talks to me in the blowdryer bit? yeah, that's fucking crazy. get some meds...' in this case, they say 'really? did he tell you whether we should microwave the baby?'
so, yeah. fucked up shizzle there.
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