Post Sixty.

So, I'm sitting next to Jessica. Its early and we're waiting for everyone to show up for the meeting this morning.

Pete's mustache smells like dog, but it's hella sexy and bitchin'. WURD. I'm so jealous and so is Jessica.

I wish I was in pajamas right now. Like Nicole. Lucky bitch.

Pete's talking bout oranges. Fucking Mexican. Now I want oranges. GDI.

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(NOTE: Had to copy and paste from Jessica's later on because the computer I was using wouldn't submit post. Q.Q)