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This guy is too funny. He's a comedian. Here is one of his stories....
Despite the xxxx I give him on a daily basis, my roomate Brian has always been there for me, even when I don't need him. When we first moved to NYC, we went out drinking to celebrate. At one point in the night, some idiot starting xxxxing with me. We got into a bit of a shoving match until cooler heads prevailed, at least temporarily. Brian, seeing the altercation from afar but not seeing that we had already quashed the fight, came flying across the room and, in a fit of drunken friendship, clocked my adversary in the face. The melee that ensued spilled out into the street and resulted in Brian fighting two kids at once in a pile of New York City curbside garbage bags. When the dust settled, Brian looked down to see that his watch had fallen off, and this wasn't a twenty-dollar Rolex. Hearing of the fight, the rest of our friends converged from around the city, but by that time the only thing left to do was search the trash for the expensive watch. As I picked up yet another disgusting garbage bag, I asked, "Brian, what does your watch look like?" Brian, with blood on his face, looked at me incredulously and said, "Karo, you xxxxxxx, if you find a watch, chances are it's mine."
and another one...
And finally, another tale of my inability to function properly in society. My sister was visiting me in the city a few weeks ago and we were walking down the street. When we got to a corner, my phone rang and a person I really didn't want to talk to popped up on caller ID. I immediately hit the "ignore" button on my phone and sent it straight to voicemail. I started telling my sister this funny story about this guy and I was making all kinds of faces and gestures and generally making fun of the kid. A few blocks later, I checked my voicemail. The message: "Karo, I called you because I was standing behind you on the street. xxxxxxx." xxxx me.
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Despite the xxxx I give him on a daily basis, my roomate Brian has always been there for me, even when I don't need him. When we first moved to NYC, we went out drinking to celebrate. At one point in the night, some idiot starting xxxxing with me. We got into a bit of a shoving match until cooler heads prevailed, at least temporarily. Brian, seeing the altercation from afar but not seeing that we had already quashed the fight, came flying across the room and, in a fit of drunken friendship, clocked my adversary in the face. The melee that ensued spilled out into the street and resulted in Brian fighting two kids at once in a pile of New York City curbside garbage bags. When the dust settled, Brian looked down to see that his watch had fallen off, and this wasn't a twenty-dollar Rolex. Hearing of the fight, the rest of our friends converged from around the city, but by that time the only thing left to do was search the trash for the expensive watch. As I picked up yet another disgusting garbage bag, I asked, "Brian, what does your watch look like?" Brian, with blood on his face, looked at me incredulously and said, "Karo, you xxxxxxx, if you find a watch, chances are it's mine."
and another one...
And finally, another tale of my inability to function properly in society. My sister was visiting me in the city a few weeks ago and we were walking down the street. When we got to a corner, my phone rang and a person I really didn't want to talk to popped up on caller ID. I immediately hit the "ignore" button on my phone and sent it straight to voicemail. I started telling my sister this funny story about this guy and I was making all kinds of faces and gestures and generally making fun of the kid. A few blocks later, I checked my voicemail. The message: "Karo, I called you because I was standing behind you on the street. xxxxxxx." xxxx me.
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Aaron Karo is funny