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I'm a dicotomy of self. The example of self-irony. I am wise, yet ignorant. Chivalrous yet chauvinistic. Life altering problems don't bother, but grit on me in the streets and we'll have a problem. I would be considered in the "hip" generation by most baby boomers which is somewhat accurate. I am defined by/define the hip hop culture as the culture that embraces individuals, not idioisms or set ideals. I talk A LOT....ergo the existence of my blog.
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Hmmm... never tell anyone... It's not so "trifling" but...
In a younger year of my life, I dressed up as Jackie Kenedy for NYE, met up with a skeleton and had sex... Obviously it was a costume gala... lol... never did know what he actually looked like (it was a one nighter).
I went for NYE with a girlfriend and we crashed at my house hoping we could find something last minute. We couldn't she was really being a party-pooper. She fell asleep at around 10:30, so I crept out, called this other chic, and madeout with her the rest of the night.
Well, I went to a NYE wedding a few years back. I fucked the best man (who was engaged and later married to one of my friends) in the coat room during the reception while my date and his date were dancing together.
No one ever knew about it until now.
I go to bed around 9:30 - 10:00 pm every NYE and that's far worse than anything posted here.
wow...bro kojak knows some freaks!
I once got the "let's just be friends" speech...twice...over the phone...on NYE.
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