Oh and I should also mention that I slammed back about 5 rails of Coke 30 minutes before any of this happened.
Dude, the guy is fucking bummed out about his life being shitty. Give him a break and let him into your dumbass fantasy vampire club. Don't be such a dick.
I stand with the group of people that have no idea what the fuck you are talking about. Did you just dream this shit up and roll with it or what?
Argh! Twilight is making us look faggier than ever before!
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