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Punching Bag Bitch, cry and whine your way into oblivion. |
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my sister on the phone
Me: Hey, Jill.
Sister: Hi. Me: It's Jake. Sister: Hi. Me: Okay. Well, is mom there? Sister: No. Me: Oh, well then can you tell her to call me back when she gets home? Sister: Why? Me: What? Sister: Why do you want to talk to her so bad? Me: It's none of your business. Sister: But why do you want to talk to her? Me: Look, I got caught sleeping with one of my professers and now they're kicking me out of UBC and I thought mom should know. Sister: Really?! Me: NO! Tell her I called, dammit. *Click* |
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very similar to my conversations with my sister but she only says like one or two words at a time and she's always so thrilled to hear from me (sarcastic meter: peaking) tho she can be helpful by buying tickets for me =) love her for that.
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thats cute i wish i had a little sister |