"My dad and I are going to Vegas because he turns 50 and I turn 21, like a week apart. So we're going to Vegas."
"You know, we basically just broke up. Yeahhhh."
"I'm not going to talk to you ever. Don't call me. "
LOUD: "Se BANA, nos BANAMOS." (I didn't think there was worse Spanish than mine.)
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
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