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Story time 
          	
          	So I got plastered in typical new years fashion...so what do I do? Call the guy who left me three times after he blocked me on what I thought was everything
          	
          	But no... no, friends, he answered. He answered with that stupid fucking voice and all he said was "hi" I laughed. I told him happy new year. Reminded him about the time I puked on his cat (sorry kitty), and he laughed, and we hung up. 
          	
          	What. In. The. Fucking. Nut sack. 
          	
          	He's a fucking cunt I hate him. Why would he answer that fucking phone call? 
          	
          	But it doesn't end there folks. Next morning, I wake uo and before I ever get the chance to drink more so I don't puke.. I'm throwing up. My friend (whom is also my ex and also an ex hook up but that's neither here nor there) decided they were gonna take me to McDonald's because I wanted McDonald's.. so I took a blinker, grabbed a water, and we were on our way with my two other friends..
          	
          	I kid you not, 50 seconds before we are about to pull into McDonald's... it hits. I'm gonna puke. I tell driver/ex that they need to pull over. I'm in the back seat so I'm frantically trying to open the door while they yell for me to hold it.. that I'll make it.. 
          	
          	I did not make it. As the other two screamed for driver to pull over... I puke everywhere. On my shoes, my pants, the door. The liquid froze the frost covered windows. And there I was, covered in puke while thing 1 and thing 2 went to get McDonald's and driver helped clean.
          	
          	Anyways happy new yearz fuckwads

innax_mirrored

this message may be offensive 
Story time 
          
          So I got plastered in typical new years fashion...so what do I do? Call the guy who left me three times after he blocked me on what I thought was everything
          
          But no... no, friends, he answered. He answered with that stupid fucking voice and all he said was "hi" I laughed. I told him happy new year. Reminded him about the time I puked on his cat (sorry kitty), and he laughed, and we hung up. 
          
          What. In. The. Fucking. Nut sack. 
          
          He's a fucking cunt I hate him. Why would he answer that fucking phone call? 
          
          But it doesn't end there folks. Next morning, I wake uo and before I ever get the chance to drink more so I don't puke.. I'm throwing up. My friend (whom is also my ex and also an ex hook up but that's neither here nor there) decided they were gonna take me to McDonald's because I wanted McDonald's.. so I took a blinker, grabbed a water, and we were on our way with my two other friends..
          
          I kid you not, 50 seconds before we are about to pull into McDonald's... it hits. I'm gonna puke. I tell driver/ex that they need to pull over. I'm in the back seat so I'm frantically trying to open the door while they yell for me to hold it.. that I'll make it.. 
          
          I did not make it. As the other two screamed for driver to pull over... I puke everywhere. On my shoes, my pants, the door. The liquid froze the frost covered windows. And there I was, covered in puke while thing 1 and thing 2 went to get McDonald's and driver helped clean.
          
          Anyways happy new yearz fuckwads