Friday, January 25, 2008


He stole my best friend away from me.  Fancy footwork, card tricks and weird comments about how awesome my best friend was.  Heck, my best friend didn’t stand a chance. This guy’s the ultimate fanboy.  I guess I can’t blame my best friend for going with him.  I left the room for, I swear, five minutes and when I came back, they were crying together.  This guy had horned in on my action.  The worst part is that this guy is really nice.  I don’t hate him.  I just hate his motives.



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