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I don't actually know anyone, in the flesh world, whose record collection doesn't include a handful of things I can tolerate.
There's a great thing to do at people's houses, in the quiet hours, when the party is dying. I did this at a house party a few years ago first, and it's amazing. If the host has played mostly stuff that's pretty awful (Dido, Moby, u2 etc) then ask them to play the record they're most embarassed to like. And it will always, without fail, be amazing. If they've played killer music all evening, the embarassing record will also be amazing. Win-win.
Anyway, it's politics that is the real test of a relationship, I find. I also find the problem of my massive cock can prove difficult for some, but I doubt you all have the same problem.
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Originally Posted by Savage Clone
Last time I was in Chicago I spent an hour in a Nazi submarine with a banjo player.
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