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I embrace the naughty jokes. They liven up conversation
( I like pie )
Haha don't judge meh I'm filled with inappropriate jokes.
That and I'm predictable
(I'm guessing we're not talking about milk anymore? ) I get up and wander around, trying to find the kitchen to get some milk.
That is what my name means
"My dad hated dogs. He killed one the followed me home." I sniff, shrugging.
Lmao that's what she said I be making things awkward
(I always drink milk, so its within the closest vicinity of my arms )
(what?! What kind of weirdos keep the milk on the bottom shelf?!! )
(that's where mine is too it's why I said it )
(it's on the refrigerator door shelf, on the top )
(heh... nooo.... ) I fold the page, saving the page before I close the book, and stare into the sky.
See? Even Alida thinks they're big. That chick is more than a B cup.
(dammit! It tasted like 2% to me )
So is she squishing her arms together to make them look bigger?! I have been deceived
(oh I knew that... 2%?)
(pfft, not like I stalk people... You're still out of milk! Or orange juice! anyways, sal are you a nightlore thingy person?)
Nah yo, I ain't hatin'. Real talk.