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Mom, If You Want To Have A Conversation Then Call Before Eleven

I wish they had an app where you could record yourself making vague responses like: Oh yea? Mhmm. Really? Uh huh. No kidding. And then could answer a phone call with said app, which would play all of these pre-recorded responses intermittenly while the person on the other line blabs a bunch of fucking drunken nonsense to someone who they believe is listening.
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37 / M / American
For You?
Written by
JDK
37 / M / American
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Mar 1, 2017
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Maybe name it something like Douche-O-Matic or Auto-Asshole or something.

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