I’m Too Much Of A Whiny Loser To Go To Atlantic City With My Friends

It’s too hot outside. I need ice cream. Aw man, it’s dripping all over my hand. Not fair. The chocolate chips are so little. Great, now someone’s calling. I’ve got sticky green milk on my phone. “Hello? Oh, I’m just great, if you consider being covered in sweat and ice cream great. Atlantic City? You mean near the beach? I always get sunburn at the beach. Gambling? Isn’t that illegal? You guys have fun without me, just like you always do.” Great, now my ice cream is on the ground. Thanks for calling me. Why are city streets so dirty?

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Title by: Scott
Story by: Nick

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