the last day of 8th grade. Everyone got their year books out and ran around the cafeteria collecting autographs, funny quotes, touching memories, etc from their friends.
I'm not hating at all. Just commenting. And chuckling.
I'm not hating at all. Just commenting. And chuckling.



I gotta give you a shout out too, cause at that convention years ago, when we didn't speak to each other... I could just tell that you were a true pimp.
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