Yeah, and don't think about all the other poor fools who have left their flop sweat and panic vibes behind in the same rented suit of clothes.

How's that? A true pal won't talk you out of feeling bad, he'll tell you that you are truly screwed and will commiserate with you, then buy you a beer. I owe you a beer.

But....I still wannna see pictures.

Cheers,


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