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I sent East Coast Paul a text whining about not being able to drink at all the fun parties the last two days--I think I'd be whining less if I wasn't also hungry, but a girl can only take so much--and he answered that the only way to get revenge would be to make out with all of you and infect you too. So you should be thankful that I am not as mean as East Coast Paul, who would totally have followed through. Or at least attempted to. (When I texted back to ask why he is still awake, he said, "new boyfriend snores. cock-in-mouth only temporary solution." Which is total class, right there.)