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Conversation with our hotel's front desk
Brendan: Hello, we requested a smoking room, and there is a sign here saying it is a non-smoking room.
Lady: Go ahead and smoke, I don't care.
Brendan: Oh, okay. Thanks.
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my tumblelog is going to be so boring this...
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Okay, so my day was just going wonderfully
and I was baking me some strawberry strudel, so I pour some milk and headed upstairs. Upon entering my doorway, my foot gets caught in my messenger bag, and I trip into my dresser, scraping my foot, and spilling a slash of milk over a pile of cloths. After I cleaned up, and bandaged my foot, I return to eat the delicious strudel, but I walk in on my asshole cat eating it. My heart is in pain....
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