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One time when I was 7 i went to this big department store and there was giant rugs hanging from the celling and you could move them to see more rugs, so i moved one and there was an employee sitting behind it eating a bag of Doritos and I screamed and started crying and the store gave us a free rug
i got fired because of you
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i had $54.
i could either…
- pay my $54 phone bill or
- i could spend $1 dollar on a watermelon arizona and get my phone turned off until tomorrow when i have another dollar.
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So no one at my friend’s old high school is allowed to dress up for halloween anymore because one year this kid came to school on a bike wearing a red jumpsuit with tampons taped to him. He rode around the school telling people he was the menstrual cycle
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The first time I met Tom I was a sophomore in high school. I was standing behind him in line to use the pay phone. I was calling Mom for a ride home. Tom had other reasons for using the phone. Eavesdropping on his conversation, I realized he was prankcalling a dental service. I glanced around, looking for his gaggle of giggling friends, his audience. But there was no one, Tom wasn’t entertaining anyone but himself. He had waited in line and paid his money just to make himself laugh. I knew then that this was someone I needed to hang with. He had a Tony Hawk long-bangs, skater-punk haircut; a huge, ugly, olive green car; and no luck with the ladies. He was the only constant member of his first band, Big Oily Men, loved to draw phallic shapes (that’s a nice way of putting it) on all of his classmates’ papers as they were passed to the front of the room, and was above all an unceasingly loyal friend.
Anne Hoppus, Tales From Beneath Your Mom (via littlefairydelonge)
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THERE IS A NAKED ASIAN MAN IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE
waIT HE’S WEARING CLOTHES MY BAD
WHO WEARS A TAN JOGGING SUIT
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