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Originally Posted by GraceKrispy
Whoa! Ok, taking a step back now....
<--wondering how you ended up with good oleʻ 7up in the graveyard after the last bus... wait, no, scratch that, *really* donʻt want to know...
yeah, I do.
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I was fifteen, cider was cheap, graveyards were good places to hang out and not get nicked by coppers. We were two drunken ships in the night, well, maybe one tug and a speedboat
It was over before it began and it left me dazed, confused and wishing that I'd caught that last bus home. Ahh, the horrible, horrible memories of youth.
