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| Saw our old fifth grade teacher today. | |
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| Oh yeah dude! How crazy! I bumped into her early today too! | |
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| I always had a thing for her. Seeing her today. Oh boy. Man. Got me going. | |
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| Oh. Yeah. I mean. Like, Oh boy. It got me going wondering how she's been. You know. Just catching up. Was a trip. | |
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| Trip for sure dude. She said she caught some fucking weirdo creeping thorugh her window while she was taking a shit. | |
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