A Quote by Lauren Kate
Now lemme get this straight," she said in a throaty, nasal voice. "You put the lime in the cocanut and drink 'em both up--whoa, long faces. What am I interrupting?
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I don't deal coke,
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I'll put you in a rehab and I won't tell your folks.'
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