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One of of my drunken conversations.


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Pierce-Luce, where are you? The movie is in half-

Me-Piiiieeeeerce? How the fuck did you get your voice in this plastic box?

Pierce:Holy shit, are you high?

Me-High? Fuck no. Lil plastic box, tell the bartender to lower the gravity.

Pierce: Shit. The one I gave the the reseve tickets to is stoned. Listen to me. It's pierce. get your ass to the movies.

Me: Pierce? the fuck am I supposed to pierce? fuck you mean movies, movies... The naked?

Pierce:Just tell me where you are.

Me:The sheet you mean? Your a fucking boxes.

Pierce:Shit this. We are getting them at the desk for another 50 FUCKING DOLLARS. Thanks, Lucy

Me:Don't mention it, boxy plastic th-BLAARRGH.<_<

I had to pay everyone 32 dollars.

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