You know how there are those people in life that you can confess your inner most fears, hopes, and dreams to? I am not that person. You know the ones that are always there when you need a word of encouragement or just to feel loved and not alone? I am not that person either. After a horrible break-up, the friend who will let you cry on his/her shoulder and spoon feed you 3 gallons of Rocky Road ice cream in your pajamas while telling you how fabulous you are? Again- not me.
Apparently, this is who I am to people:
Date: June 30, 9:34 am
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I just crop dusted the library at this high school I'm at... Sounded like a dirt bike in the distance. =)
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From: JS
Date: July 12, 3:10 pm
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Just crop dusted a priest!
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From: EG
Date: July 16, 11:23 pm
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Crop dusted a group of girls at the bar, then got stuck behind some dude. Bad times :(
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From: JH
Yup. I'm the person you come to when you need affirmation and praise for purposely farting in public. (I guess Ben is right, I should change the name of this blog)
Either way, I'd like to dedicate this song to all of my gassy readers. xoxo!
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