So the story goes…
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Those are so bad! Those letters I mean. You get the run down of some forgotten ‘oh yeah, that person’ and you feel obligated to explain your biggest accomplishment(s) of the year. And you know it will happen, you will run into the person at the worst time, like doing last minute holiday shopping or when you really have to use the bathroom while at the bar. Totally sucks. Anyway, biggest accomplishment: me and my brother conquered Super Mario Bros. 2 using no level warps, codes or cheats. Biggest disappointment of the year: conquering Super Mario Bros. 2. We finally conquered the last boss,Bowser, after about 2 days of playing, coming up with strategies while at the laundromat, getting frustrated and venting said frustrations at the classiest dive on the north side, dealing with thumb cramps and pizza delivery guys, punching each other in the shoulder because neither of us wanted to leave the living room to get a soda… a lot of blood, sweat and tears. Anyway, at the end it’s just Mario sleeping. He dreamed the entire thing! Total let down. Alright, back to the story…
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To think what could have been if only the woman was honest. Who knows? The guy probably would have excepted her as is. You weigh the good and the bad in relationships, hope there is more good, and you concentrate on that. If you spend enough time with the good, the bad just fades. I have dated my fair share of crazy chicks but you know what would have made them at least half as crazy: explanation. I can’t say I was scared, I grew up where the woman in the story lived and there is also a sea monster as well, so the crazy girls I have exchanged correspondence with just kind of left me scratching my head, asking my friends questions, laughing (a lot) and hanging out with a puzzled look on my face. But again, I shrug and move on. Speaking of fades, I like to call this story The Legend of Neck Beard. He’s broke, conservative, older than what he claims, out of work, and he will make you cover the tab. It is said the man roams the city which sleeps on the southern shore of Lake Michigan…
