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Me: Oh God! I must be sick!
Scott: ?
Me: Well, first I was listening to rap and hiphop... And now I'm listening to Country.
Scott: Yeah, you're dying. You have musical AIDS.
Scott: It's like... God's suppository of love, it has to be taken in the butt.
So today I was talking to a friend of mine, Baron, and.. for some reason I couldn't stop laughing every time he said the word pants.... The following ensued.
"I can't say PANTS, I can't say TROUSERS... What am I supposed to say? Leg Sleeves?"
