Tired.
Figure better get down while I got a good chance of falling asleep.
Got no choice about getting up tomorrow.
Love you.
Pummelled.
There you go.
Go to sleep thinking bout that Bambi.
I'm full of shit?
Well I noticed how you aint tried me just yet to see for sure or not one way or the other.
Go ahead, call my bluff.
Chickenshit.
Trust me when I tell you...
you should be.
Bahahahahahahahaha
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