I don't mean this in a bad way, but genetically you are a cul-de-sac
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Mar 2006
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Oct 17, 2007, 07:41 AM
Local time: Oct 17, 2007, 01:41 PM
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Two years ago was the best and, from some angles, the worst one. It was the first "proper" party I'd been to on that particular holiday (and by proper I mean almost everybody was drunk by the end of the night). You'd think that the pyromaniac hosting the party would be okay for handling the fireworks since he's tee total, but somehow we managed to set his shed on fire =/ So in a dizzy alcohol daze we're dashing back and forth with buckets of water, more often than not tripping over high-heels or just our own feet. Since I was dressed as Morticia I could barely walk as it was. We also managed to get one into someone elses back garden. I'm quite suprised we didn't have any unnanounced police visits that night.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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Bernard Black