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Current mood:  chill
So my friend had just been broken up with yesterday by this guy, Johnny, he'd began to date less than a month ago. He was telling me about the breakup:
So Johnny and I were in the hot tub at this big party, and I'd had something to drink. And these guys were all over him, so I was all, "GET THE FUCK OFF MY MAN" and he was all "I'M NOT ON YOUR MAN" and I was all, "DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT." And then Johnny was all, "Dude, you're too drunk. It's embarrassing!" And I was all, "No, I can't stand these people all over you! You have the KEYS TO MY HEART!" And he was all, "I don't have those keys." And I was like, "Wait...what do you mean you don't have the keys?" And he goes, "To your HEART, man. I don't have the keys to your heart!" And I was like, "How could you fucking say that?! How could you say you don't have the keys?!" "I DON'T HAVE THE FUCKING KEYS, MAN!!" And I was like, "Dude...ouch." So I walked into the bushes and sobbed.
I kept a straight face. Not sure how, but I kept a straight face.
Am I a horrible friend now?
5:31 AM
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