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Posted 2004-08-19, 03:50 PM
in reply to Demosthenes's post starting "And I'll probably be some poor niqqa on..."
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The seal the dealer. A party is a party, but it's not a party until it's me. People just love having me around, who knows why. I'm the funny one in a small group, social drinker in a big group. Also the pretend "responsible" guy. Similar to the designated driver, but for parents. Adults think I'm a perfect angel straight up, so more things can get done undiscovered with me around. "Oh, it's okay, he's going with them. You know how he is."
In Junior High I was the consoler type for girls, but realized that sucked way too much ass. People whine too much. Fuck people. I'll help my friends if they need it, but I'm not gonna be your pillow.
I have friends in all spectrums, except fake ass eminem loving rich white posers with shades, caps, cell phones and cigs.
Last edited by GravitonSurge; 2004-08-19 at 04:05 PM.
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