Yesterday, Twas the night of the prom. However, the school being a set of regal twunts, found it suitable not to invite me. Regardless i ploughed owards, making sure i could have a similar arrangement. Well not quite:
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After consuming the crate, it wasnt ample entertainment. then of course i remembered my trusty telephone, and blagged my way onto getting onto a guestlist at some party. The journey there:
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Upon entering, i stumbled forth....the dirty wobble was pulsating...the styles were too familiar- Turns out i knerw both DJs and prompotly got whisked into the DJ ooth taking stupid vids and dancing like a retard:
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Things were going good, until someone stole the DJs pint. Which prompted the MCs classic lyrics of: 'whoeve stole trhe pint is a fuckin wankah!' I was given a quest, to return it from the girl who robbed t. Succeeding, i ws then approached by her boyfriend, a bron chap similar to myself. But taller. and heavier. As it was all about to kick off,my saving tactic of ' i'll get you laid out' preventede a ruckus. i then retired back to stuimbling nearthe bar:
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Until i accquired a place to stay for the night:
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As for proms go, im pretty sure i didnt miss out.