You asked if I bought 1985 VHS Sho Kosogi ninja VHS cassettes and the Edward Norton Fight Club Dvd because I was trying to be some kind of media-boiled tough guy.

I asked you if you were a John Cusack loving, shitty poem writing, jaded feminist because of your slutty relationship holding shortcomings.

The acne riddled blockbuster video clerk later said that you commented about the cuteness of my overtly man-jerk buying habits.

So here I am and there you are. I'll compromise my guy-chromosome if you nullify your bitch-factor.

Maybe then we could look at each other and not have to fake words we never wanted to say.

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