During Karaoke last night, I passed out on the bathroom floor covered in piss and scarf. It’s been here on my face ever since. It’s super soft and just rings of luxury. I know if this were my luxurious scarf, I’d want it back to show people just how beneath me they really were in the neck covering department.
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I know the bar was packed and you just keep re signing Chumbawumba’s super smash hit from 1997, Tubthumper, over and over again but this is serious guys...is this your scarf?!? Please hurry...I can’t eat dinner with this on my face and my belly is grumbling for some salty foods.
