With an extensive arsenal of inside jokes and such from over the years, one would think things would get less funny over time. I’m more than likely the only one who actually remembers most of this crap.
And then something pops into my head from several years ago and makes me laugh out loud when I’m sitting by myself at four in the morning and I think to myself: nobody would get this.
Ah well…such is life.
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Sara’s got it backwards.
Every 28 days, she’s nice.
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Oh, McSteve. Sometimes I actually miss our inane banter from our days in the Toxic Shit Hole™.
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