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Old Guy: Hi, do you have the song "I Just Called To Say I Love You?" It's for my daughter's birthday. Barry: Yea we have it. Old Guy: Well, can I have it? Barry: No, actually, you can't. Old Guy: Why not? Barry: God. Do you even know your daughter? There's no way she likes that song. Oops, is she in a coma?
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- i have a dirty little secret
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- so, what's it to ya?
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- he's just not that into you
- the exorcist
- the infamous "nail polish incident"
- blog fodder part two or the king of cling
- blog fodder
- i've still got it
- i just wanted to pass along some words of dating w...
- happy mommy's day!
- don't you hate when...
- yeah, yeah. i know.
- the african experience
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1 comment:
s'all good. i know it's my ass that makes me look fat! i was just wondering what poor sucker would fall into my trap first. lucky you. ;)
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