So Pauly and I were chatting the other day about our individual self image and stuff. I alternate between thinking that I'm fairly decent looking and thinking that I should be covered with a brown paper bag. As we are discussing, he looks at me, confused like, and says ' do you really think that?' I nodded and he frowns and says 'I just don't understand what you're talking about, i'm always so proud to be seen with you".
Now that's how to charm me.
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