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Originally Posted by PaperBagger'14
At no point in this post could I even venture a guess as to where the next sentence would lead. Hmm Fentanyl, hmm jubbly, hmm house party floor sex.
Hell you could have finished the post with “then I came to my senses in an opium den” and it would have fit the story.
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We had all gone to The Werx, remember that dump? She had a black kid in her teens so it was a pail of water basically for me. The house was owned by buddies mom who was a female priest for some church and she came down to see us all crashed on couches and the carpet and I smelled captain high liner.at Pikes Place market. The scrubbing that day, Macbeth out damn spot.