The "sad" story of how I lost my best friend:
So I was visiting my best friend for a few brewskies. Had not seen him since he moved into his wife's new house.. So, there we were, sitting on his wife's porch, looking at the 2-by-2 mahogany pink chihuahua doghouse and his wife's hand-painted pink picket fence...
I told him I was getting a new game this weekend and was going to nolife it hard! He then put his hand on my shoulder and looked me deep into my eyes and with a warm smile he told me: No, you are going to yeslife it.
I downed the lukewarm pisswater Budweiser and never looked back.
Thank you for reading my "sad" story and I wish you all a pleasant Tuesday
So I was visiting my best friend for a few brewskies. Had not seen him since he moved into his wife's new house.. So, there we were, sitting on his wife's porch, looking at the 2-by-2 mahogany pink chihuahua doghouse and his wife's hand-painted pink picket fence...
I told him I was getting a new game this weekend and was going to nolife it hard! He then put his hand on my shoulder and looked me deep into my eyes and with a warm smile he told me: No, you are going to yeslife it.
I downed the lukewarm pisswater Budweiser and never looked back.
Thank you for reading my "sad" story and I wish you all a pleasant Tuesday
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