Why Your Worst Friend Is Important Down The Road
Once upon a time in 1996, I met an ugly bastard named Mandrake on the first day of school. He was rude, obnoxious, lacked social graces and had body odour. Almost every class I attended or project I got assigned to seemed to include him as well. To add to my misery, Mandrake was also [...]
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