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So you've decided to donate money to me. I can't tell you how happy that makes me. I think we should be chums. We can go shopping together and ride tandem bicycles and drink the same milkshake from different straws; you know, all the stuff that buddies do in friendships montages from those those rugged manly films that I've been watching.

Wait, you're not planning on going to see "Running With Scissors" without me on friday are you? I told you I've got to go visit my aunt. You're going with Geoff? I hate that guy. I'm never speaking to you again. Jerk.

Click the button below to donate. I'll take anything. Really.