I really hate it when somebody comes to the party RIGHT AFTER I say something really funny…and then they ask what’s so funny…
You’re obviously not going to get the joke because you weren’t even there for the whole conversation. JUST GIVE UP AND MOVE ON WITH LIFE.
I still do that because I have no other means of getting into a group that’s laughing…so I guess this is just more of a hypocritical post…
You may disregard this post.
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