Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: my bed
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then there was stone sour when you tapped me on the shoulder right before the last song and said "dude, we gotta go" as you were swaying back and forth.
then you fell off the train and that fat chick started hitting on you.
i guess i cant say much, i passed out on the side of the road puking all over myself last weekend :drink::barf:
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