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I do what I want. Where ever I want. When I want. With who I

I do what I want.
Where ever I want.
When I want.
With who I want.
Unless my mom says no. Then no.

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Btrytobefunny

posted May 21, 2013 at 7:28pm UTC tagged with lmaoo, lol, funny

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