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Today I was in the village (Manhattan) and when I walked past

Today I was in the village (Manhattan) and when I walked past a group of drunk-a** white guys, one of them said to me
YO!!! MY BRO LOVES YOU!!
So I snorted and then walked away and tripped as I got back into the car. .-.

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DunGoofed

posted November 12, 2013 at 2:48am UTC tagged with white, crap, stupid, guy, fail, drunk, car, tripped, nyc, manhattan, village, funny

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