Of course, I wouldn't dream of being smug, but this is, you know, my home.
Suck it bitches.
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Smugness is creeping in Mr. P. But who can blame you?
ReplyDeleteWho, me?
ReplyDeleteYou live on the bridge?
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You know where I said Happy Mardi Gras? I take it back. Bitch.
ReplyDeleteHe lives UNDER the bridge, but only when the rat room is rented out. . .
ReplyDeleteo you and jason are asking for it aren't you?
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