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ME: seasoned taco beef <3 JOSH: ...and now you make me want to puke ME: ................ ME: Why JOSH: Tacos. Disgusting. ME: ...................................................
He doesn't even like TACOS. Hmph.
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Don't make me share your secret.
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You wouldn't dare. Because then I'd share YOUR secret.
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The only people who care already know the majority of my secrets.
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Not THIS secret they don't!
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Oh this is getting intense.....
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Yeah, it's the super secret one she's about to make up! But tacos are indeed awesome.
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So intense, Quaker Jack, I don't think Josh can handle it. (HINT: That has to do with his secret!)
Tacos ARE awesome. Let's have a taco party. And I'm not making up anything. This super secretive secret is completely legitimate (HINT: that ALSO has to do with his secret!).
Last Edit: Jul 7, 2011 2:35:08 GMT by Twerque
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...... PLEASE. for the love of god. He better not have gay feelings for me. xD
Uhh....... his bike handlebars are broken? idk?
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Quacker, his gay feelings for you are no secret <3
Pssh. Nope. That would be a dumb secret.
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....... so it is at a taco party. Okay, just party. He can't handle it. So..... He can't handle getting drunk? I'm terrible at this...
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I agree, taco party sounds fine. Kacie, get in here so there's two instead of one! The balance is way off and it can't be taco party with just one.
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I agree, taco party sounds fine. Kacie, get in here so there's two instead of one! The balance is way off and it can't be taco party with just one. I wouldn't let you touch my taco with a twelve-foot pole! Or any pole in general! Or any vaguely pole-shaped object! So there.
Last Edit: Jul 7, 2011 2:47:30 GMT by Twerque
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I agree, taco party sounds fine. Kacie, get in here so there's two instead of one! The balance is way off and it can't be taco party with just one. I wouldn't let you touch my taco with a twelve-foot pole! Or any pole in general! Or any vaguely pole-shaped object! So there. That's fine, despite your boobs no one would believe you're of legal consenting age anyway, miss I-need-a-booster-seat.
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I wouldn't let you touch my taco with a twelve-foot pole! Or any pole in general! Or any vaguely pole-shaped object! So there. That's fine, despite your boobs no one would believe you're of legal consenting age anyway, miss I-need-a-booster-seat. Oh snap, crackle and pop! I'm done. Peace out.
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