Not The Shrimp!!!
A few years ago, I lived in Dallas, Texas. One night my parents had a cocktail party and invited this guy, we'll call him Harry. Harry had overheard my dad talking to his friend about the party. My dad saw this, and invited Harry over. Well, Harry is the last one to the party and when he comes in, there is this MASSIVE HEAD WOUND he has. The first thing the guy does is trip and fall into the shrimp. Then he lays down on a WHITE fucking couch. After that, he puts on my favorite hat and gets blood and brain everywhere. We then moved to New York the next summer.
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