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Ironically, they've both passed out in a pool of vomit, so I declare...
...I declare I'm going to Dairy Queen and getting myself a Chocolate Dip tomorrow morning. Actually, I get two. Choco dip for me, small vanilla cone for Jakem.
BTW - I'm winning. Ha!
Pick me - I'm clean!
This is stranger than anything I posted - go Dweezil!
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