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| What are you doing at my house, DexX? | |
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| I just relised how we are such close friends, but we never do anything together now. | |
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| Well there was the time you left that note saying "die you fucker, I hate you" on my lawn. | |
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| And did you really have to fill my bed with cookie crumbs? | |
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