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Late May of 2006, my so called life changed, all thanks to a guy named Brendan. I remember standing outside of Jillians with My Best Friend at the time, and here comes MR. PUNK ROCKER BRENDAN MINDED my way.. and all he says to me "Hey, this isn't a Loud Pipes show." with the biggest fucking grin on his face. That moment I was in LOVE. Ok, not really.. But, almost. I never had someone talk crap to me within 2 mins of meeting them.. I SIMPLY LOVED IT. I remember seeing him stumble onto the ground, all sweaty, and tired looking after his band got done playing. I debated rather or not to lie and say something like "Great Show" or something along those lines to start up a conversation with him. But truth be told, I didn't pay any attention to the show, I was too busy staring at all the dumb kids. So, I didn't say anything until I left and I told my friend how I thought he was kind of HOT and she looks at me and tells me I better not, that she is friends with all of them and she knows how I am with guys. Yeah, I didn't have the best track record and she was right, I didn't want to break some dudes heart that she would have to hear all about it from her friends. That's me being sarcastic..
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As soon as we got back to her house, of course I check myspace, and of course I already had a message from him thanking me for going to the show.. I seriously looked up at my friend and told her this was my green light, she shook her head at me, and I went into Frankie Picasso mode and did my thang! A few days later I had him come over my house (which took a lot of convincing because he assumed I was like other girls, and would open the door naked or something) and this is how that night went down. I wore basketball shorts and a HUGE t-shirt, no makeup at all, he peed like 100 times that night from drinking too much green tea, we watched Grandmas Boy in my room that was covered with horror toys, one of our mutual friends showed up with food, I devoured like 2 chicken sandwiches, he didn't eat just stared at my ass eating, we go back upstairs and watched Grandmas Boy AGAIN with our friend, I fall asleep like 20 minutes into the movie, snored, probably drooled, and they both woke me up when it was over to say goodnight to me. Awesome first hangout sesh don't you think? I seriously thought to myself, this dude is not going to want to hangout with me ever again... I wear baggy pajamas, I ate like a total MAN infront of him, I have toys in my room that are MY toys, I fell asleep? and I fuckin SNORE infront of him?! Yeah, REAL WINNER right there.
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Well, obviously he did call to hangout again, we do have 2 kids together. I really didn't think he would though.. I know my ass wouldn't have if I was him. June 6, 2006 we made it official and started dating and of course it was no walk in the park. We had our issues, we had our differences, etc... But at the end of the day, we belong to eachother if we liked it or not. DEATHMATES. Today marks five years of one hell of a rollercoaster ride and I wouldn't change that for anything. Wild Horses'
THE FRENDAN SURVIVE, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MUFFIN.
LOVE, JUICE.
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