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The Jackass Chronicles

dammit

So this cute boy that I am interested in invited me to go see Farenheit 911.

I would rather eat a steaming plate of feces than watch that fat, smug, fuck on screen.

Seriously.

So what do I do? I can't say, "I can't make it that night" b/c then he may suggest another night. And then I'll just have to say, "look, I really would rather eat a steaming plate of feces than watch that fat, smug, grandstanding, narcissistic, has-to-put-himself-on-the-poster, fuck on screen," because I won't be able to help myself and then he'll never want to go out with me again.

So what should I do?