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AHHHHHHH! I think The Bosco is Metrosexual Headquarters because gangsters Logan has been there several times and I've yet to go there. But I'm going tonight and I'm putting gangsters on my dancing shoes on, you know, the ones I wore to party like it was 1999. Literally. I'm going to talk and drink and dance and I'm going gangsters to try really hard not to give my friends impromptu lice checks. Because it's way too dark to do that at a bar. Given the right lighting though, I think I might do it. I've been picking nits from Madison's hair for so many days straight now I'm starting to dream about them. It's like a video game trying to find the tiny nits on her hairs. A really shitty video game that's no fun at all, but still. As I fall asleep at night I think about all the places the fuckers are hiding. I think about my laundry plan of action for the morning.
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