Bad enough you lured me into a fist bump in public but then you went and did that stupid blow up thing, as though our ill-advised expression of man love was so filled with emotion that it actually exploded.
Almost makes me yearn for a good ol’ “Welcome Back Kotter”-style high-five. Perhaps it's best if we just don’t ever touch hands again.
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complicated hand shakes.
No one does this sincerely do they?
Unfortunately yes
This should be covered under the rules of rock-paper-scissors.
rock paper scissors for money is a good time. rock paper scissors with two dudes standing in the shower with the lights flickering on and off before the moment of truth: even better.
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