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My head hurts. Bad. I think I am still in nicotine withdrawal. I would cut off one of my toes to have an entire cigarette all to myself. I haven't even had a puff in weeks. Nothing. Zip. I feel fine otherwise. No sickness. No symptoms to speak of besides some tender tits. Most people hate that word. I kinda do too. We are going to Mizzou this weekend for the Mizzou/Nebraska football game. We made the plans months ago with a huge group of our friends. It's going to be a great game and a lot of fun. For those who drink. I don't imagine it's going to be the same to tailgate with a pint of milk. Orange juice bongs just don't sound appealing. Standing all day in a parking lot with a thousand drunk fucks with me being the only one checking a label for caffeine just isn't my cup of tea. I'm sure we will have a good time. My boy is as thrilled as could be. He graduated from there and loves everything about it. He's so cute.
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