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| hey brooke i'm bored lets go to the mall. | |
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She's um... easily distracted...
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| Hey Stephy, whatcha wanna do? | |
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| Walk around for five hou-OOOOOOOOH hot guy hot guy hot guy!! | |
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We usually end up roaming around for about five hours, seeing an average of .5 hot guys, and gasking at the DDR guys, but only if they're hot, which is creepy, because now I'm friends with most of 'em
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| Hmm. Let's go into "Icing" and laugh at the tasteless stuff, such as the "Mrs. Kutcher" merchandise. | |
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| Sure, OOH LOOK!! Tacky ring of a snake that will break in two days, must buy!!! Oh, I'm a buck short, gimme, thanks Brookie *hug* love ya!!!!! | |
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