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Know what’s disgustingly cute? Calls at 11:30 p.m. that are just to say good night, but then last two and a half hours.

Tonight: Wholesome TV Watching Night.

Tomorrow: Date Night (oh, wait for it…) to celebrate our Weekiversary.

Pretty sure that was a very loud gay foghorn sound I just heard in the distance and all rights I’ve ever had to the Bad Ass Club being revoked right this very second.

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  1. Just making sure that everyone who reads this is fully aware that “weekiversary” is your dorkiness and not mine. Not even I am that lame.

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