I'm reminded of my youth, though not as one who passed out and was humiliated. I was the one doing the drawing, wrapping and otherwise embarrassing my passed out friends. After all, what are friends for?
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I'm reminded of my youth, though not as one who passed out and was humiliated. I was the one doing the drawing, wrapping and otherwise embarrassing my passed out friends. After all, what are friends for?
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