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| Okay, so this is me, wohoo. I know I'm ugly, I need no comments or reminders. But thank you for the sincere thought. Don't worry, I wear a bag over my head most of the time as not to frighten anyone. |
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| This would be my tongue piercing. I am damn proud of this. I mean, come on, I shoved a metal stick thru my TONGUE! Are you following me here? |
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| This would be Hartke and I, enjoying another great party in the University of Dayton Ghetto. Too bad we both go to community college. We just come to mooch off their kegs and go home. And well, the sexy men there do have some factor to it. mmm.. frat boys... |
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| Ahh, Jess and I. She's so awesome. It's amazing what tolerance she has for me. She's going to be a doctor, mostly so she can support me when I really screw up my life. Also, she can prescribe drugs, to keep me somewhat sane. |
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| Just another Saturday night. Okay, maybe not. Halloween is so awesome. I mean, the whole concept of dressing up and begging for beer, i mean candy is ingenius. We are all molesting cock, our real mascot. Cock the traffic cone, his side kick Balls is not pictured. |
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| This would be me and my good friend foot long, actually that's Hartke. She enjoys being a hot dog in her spare time. I personally think she is just fond of the striped spandex full body suit. |
| Leave it to Hartke. At least if you show up to a party in your pajamas it won't matter where you end up when you are drunken and passing out. |
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| This is my good friend Jeremy and his crew. This is about as calm as I could get them for a damn photo. They can't even pose well, but I still love 'em. |
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