Uh huh. “Hey Rob, it’s K…” “Oh, hey Bella…how’s... -

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Forever wearing glasses and on the hunt for Jewish cunt, our man wants you to know that he once schtupped a dame at DIVE! in Century City.

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Uh huh.
“Hey Rob, it’s K…”
“Oh, hey Bella…how’s your break comin’ along?”
“Awesome! I’m just, like, smoking weed on some yacht with this weird fuck, listening to some awesome jamz on my iPod that Joan Jett gave me.” 
“Brilliant.” [thinks to himself: I’m Rob Pattinson. I’m so charming.] ”Hey, Krissy, are you wearing that bikini I got you in Caicos?”
“Duh…
“Cool.”
“So, like wanna get high and fuck next time were togethskis?”
“Totally…also want to see the new Harry Pottah…”
“So I’ll see you at Comic Con?”
“Def.  I’m under the name Edward Cullen at the Ritz…”

Uh huh.

“Hey Rob, it’s K…”

“Oh, hey Bella…how’s your break comin’ along?”

“Awesome! I’m just, like, smoking weed on some yacht with this weird fuck, listening to some awesome jamz on my iPod that Joan Jett gave me.” 

“Brilliant.” [thinks to himself: I’m Rob Pattinson. I’m so charming.] ”Hey, Krissy, are you wearing that bikini I got you in Caicos?”

“Duh…

“Cool.”

“So, like wanna get high and fuck next time were togethskis?”

“Totally…also want to see the new Harry Pottah…”

“So I’ll see you at Comic Con?”

“Def.  I’m under the name Edward Cullen at the Ritz…”



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