Well; First there was this cake. I was all "OMG cake!" Then BioSmiley showed up and was all "the cake is a lie!" And I was still all "OMG cake!" So Bio outsourced his help to Everybody. Once Everybody was involved, it was a slippery (psych filled) slope to what is now the Qwerty Pub. Welcome, and mind your drink (lest there be spilling or drugging)
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Do you have a terrace? One pint of orange juice, s'il vous plait.
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It is right next to the pink elephant wearing a tophat. If you see a one eyed man trying to wrestle a snake, you've gone too far. Your Orange Juice is ready
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Do you have another terrace? The elephant keeps staring at me.
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There is the private lounge terrace, but that will be 1.6 billion Floodian Dollars (roughly -2 USD)
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Yes please. *wires money*
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Wow! I never asked for money Mr. Police Officer. [spoiler]use the diamonds/teddy bear next time!!!![/spoiler]
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I missed out on the cake... Sunuva bitch!!!
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Maybe next time
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What.....
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I don't even...
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Hold my Starbucks.
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Sure. *holds Starbucks* Why?
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You didn't get it. White girls always say "I can't even.." Or "hold my Starbucks".
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No I didn't get it, probably because every white girl I've ever met never said either. *drops Starbucks*
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PARTY!!!
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