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| Here I am outside Rulia's house in Brooklyn. It looks awfuly nice considering we're in New York. |  |
| That's Rulia and Dipshit inside. I'm trying to spy on them. I got her that plant over there for Diana Ross's birthday. |  |
| Rulia saw me and I got to come inside. Here's me and Rulia, with Dipshit over there looking like a retarded queer. I bet he was born without a weiner. |  |
| Rulia went off and left me with the queer. Here are me and Dipshit standing in the kitchen. |  |
| Here are me and Dipshit after I hit him with a wrench. |  |
| Here we are when Rulia rushed in to help Dipshit. She screamed, "Why the hell did you do that?" I said, "Dipshit is a pussy. Come back to me." |  |
| Rulia began explaining that she broke up withme because I was immature, was to obsessed with Diana Ross, have a foul odor, and am a pig. She said Dipshit's name was Darrel McKeenen, she loves him, and if I did not leave soon, she would call the cops. |  |
| So, I left. But before that I was able to give Rulia a little gift to remember me by. If you want an internet radio station, click here!
Bye for now, |  |
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