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[14 Jan 2013|11:23pm] |
Sooooooooo, my dearest cousin Rielle will be turning 17 TOMORROW.
(I'm assuming they're telling someone who didn't know when their birthday was, that it's their birthday. idk. Don't quote me on that.)
AND IN CELEBRATION, y'all are invited to my flat to party hard/like it's 1999/like a rockstar/etc. My apartment is just off of Broadway in Williamsburg at [address]. Food and drink will be supplied, but if you have any special requests, take care yo' shit. Ain't nobody got time for that.
End transmission.
For the record: everyone's invited who knows myself or my cousin. If we don't know you, please don't come to my apartment. I don't really want to have to have security kick your asses to the curb, but I will do what I must.
( Locked to Corporate Lobotomy )
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