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just a quick one
how on earth could I have forgotten this one?!
Courtney: (singing)So what use could sixty, fifty, seventy be? *later* Me: I almost cried, until you started counting wrong Courtney: Hey, tomorrow I might just break out into Don't Cry For Me Argentina. When Peron goes kneels down to talk to me I'm just gonna be like "Who are you? Who the hell are you?" Complete disorientation
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