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I like you ,
Thursday, July 8, 2010 8:42 PM

Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.
Boy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, its too scary.
Boy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Now slow down!
Boy: Now give me a hug.
Girl: *gives boy hug*
Boy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.
Girl: Alright, now slow down.
Boy: I love you, babe.
Girl: I love you too. Just slow down, PLEASE!
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of a brake failure. 2 people were on it, but only 1 had survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug 1 last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

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