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Saturday, December 04, 2004

This is funny, Maritza, i thought i heard the phone, anyway, maritza has this friend, Lura, she's kind of a Boygal (say Boygle) you know a dikey little thing with a baseball hat and all that stuff, anyway we were hanging out and went down to the 7-11 at like, 3 in the morning to get some cigarettes, so the dude wouldn't sell them to me cause i left my ID at home. I was cool with it but Lura went fucking ape, oh she's from Memphis and has this silly accent, it's really funny and cute. So, she went ape and started throwing down like every racial slur she could think of, i say this like i can imagine what goes on in her little head, anyhow she was all crazy and i couldn't get her to leave and the clerk called the cops. So when he started to dial i picked her up on my shoulders and carried her to her truck and told her to get the fuck out of here. We were so drunk, SO DRUNK. This is funny, like my Thanksgiving story. Then, i think i kissed her, not with tongues or anything, like a smooch. A friendly smoochy, that makes me feel gay cause she's prolly got bigger nards then me. It might not have happened though, i'm not sure. I have to ask her. Be good



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