I wish I remembered how to play outside. –Matt
Sober me hid the cigarettes from drunk me. Sober me’s a tricky little bastard. –Texting While Intoxicated
I’m starting to figure me out. –Matt
The whisperings of the devil. –Dallas
We ate at the Mexican restaurant. Land of the green cards. –Kayla
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