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Then Ellen came over and helped me unpack and set up the new TV. Thanks, honey!
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After we left the beach, we took the train up to Chelsea and hit Bed, Bath and Beyond to get some pillows and sheets for my new apartment. Meredith kept trying to convince me I needed this sweet-ass Bon Jovi pillow. Hahaha.
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We ended up buying this set! (And we ended up getting a crazy deal! We furnished our entire living room with eveything you see here for like $1100 including delivery! Wooo!)
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Here's me testing out a chair. (Check out that sweet peek-a-boo panty action down my right leg. *ROWR* That's a bonus for all you ladies out there! You're Welcome!)
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...furniture shopping for our new apartment!
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Supplies in hand, we headed to Fatty's apartment!
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So on Tuesday night Grant gave me his set of keys to Fatty's apartment (Fatty works a day job and gave Grant his keys so that Grant could use his apartment as a "writing studio" during the day) and bright and early on Wednesday morning, I met up with Vin near Union Square to go "art supply" shopping.
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While browsing the costumes we got distracted by the most budget ever Ali G costume. Complete with Jamie Foxx's little brother (who clearly has Down's) modeling on the package. Hahaha.
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Which I figured she like better than this creepy-ass person-shaped squishy pillow for sleeping with. Hahah.
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...Cock Soup Mix. Mmmmmmmmmm, cockful!
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I got the "Jamaica me crazy" socks! And some delicious, delicious...
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Er, salt and pepper shakers of pigs fucking?
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And, um, a pipe of a rasta man with a cock to rival my forearm. Charming! With so many great gifts to choose from I bet you're wondering what she ended up getting me.
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Seashell boxes.
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The store she visted had all sorts of cutsey-wootsie stuff. Like big-eyed maracas.
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And doing some souvenir shopping.
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On Friday morning, my dad and I hit the town to do some last minute Christmas shopping.
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Vegas is the only place I know where you can buy a fucking soda with a credit card (I mean, just because you lost ALL of your cash trying to big balls at the no-limit table doesn't mean that you shouldn't be able to enjoy a tasty Mountain Dew, right?)
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After unpacking a few boxes, I decided to grab some dinner and nose around the stores in my new hood. Remember before when I was talking about how the Castro (which my new apartment is right on the border of) is like the gayest place in the world (not that there's anythingwrongwiththat). You probably thought I was just exaggerating to be funny. Well, check out the #1 selling DVD at Tower Video just down the street from me. That's right it's...
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Doug helping get enough bags of ice to fill up my bathtub.
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Upon arriving at Bedford Ave, Leigh and Meredith ducked into the corner bodega to get some hair gel for Meredith's newly cut hair.
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You think your town's Jersey? Check out the Ramsey Outdoor store I pass on the drive through my hometown up to Scott's house.
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Hey, check me out - new shoes. Er, not really. Grant was looking at suits in some store and I decided to feel out my inner "Miami Grampa."
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After our failed attempt to find cheap "dressy shoes," (FUCK, London's expensive!), Grant and I decided to head back to Charlene's and relax while Fatty and Chris decided to stay behind, do some more sight seeing and go to Guitar Center and impress the locals by shredding on the guitars there (Too bad you think I'm kidding).
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Ahh sweet! The new scrotal augmentation store is finally here!
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I was actually reluctant to post this photo for fear of starting a new fucking trend in Williamsburg. For seriously.
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Grant browsing the merch...
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New nightie (or maybe it's a summer dress?) for Grant!
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New swimming trunks for Fatty!