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ZOMG guysies, I am still funking SmAsHed! from Wills’ bachelor party last night. Srsly, it was off da royal chizzy!!! Total bach-analia, yo!
OK, so, of course it started out totes norms and civil and whatnot, ‘cuz good, ol’ Droopy-Faced McPrincenstein was trying to prove he could still hang with the boyz and all, and I think he was getting a little wack on the stripper talking about how he wanted to be her tampon and stuff.
But finally he split, so then we were all like, “Yo, bust out dem Crack Babies!” I mean, ain’t no way we throwin’ a stag party for my dawg Wills and not do major shottage of Crack Babies. They’re his fave choice for getting royally f’ed up!