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and the next minute I'm listening

to "You'll Think of Me"

and crying all night long.

I love Keith Urban.

"You'll Think of Me" is good.

I'd probably put it in the

top ten best breakup

songs of all time.

What's number one?

"Somebody That I Used

to Know" is up there.

That's up there for sure but the number

one best breakup song of all time

is obviously "You Outta Know"

by Alanis. Boom!

Alanis? I don't

know about that man.

Dude, are you f***ing

kidding me bro?

Did you listen to those

lyrics? In a top ten hit.

Housewives are listening

to this sh*t.

"Would she go down on you

in a theater?"

"Are you thinking of me when

you f*** her?"

That sh*t is cold blooded son!

And it has a pretty

sick bass line.

I've jammed on it before.

See, Joey Deezio

knows what's up.

That bass line is funky as f***!

That's Flea

playing bass on that track.

Number one best breakup

song of all time

"You Outta Know" hands down.

Actually yeah, I could see

that. It is a classic.

Honestly Jen, we

all really like Doug

but you could do so much better.

Thank you.

Cheers to Jen.

It's just weird. I haven't

been single in so long.

Like the other day, some

guy asked me for my number

who I wasn't even interested

in and I gave it to him anyway.

I don't know why. I think he made me

feel like I was back in the game.

Last week I was picking up

this chick and my phone died.

So she busted out a pen and

paper old school style.

Which was awesome.

Anyways, she writes down

her number and her first name

and her last name which makes

sense for Facebook.

And normally that amount of

information would suffice.

Right? But no, no. Here's the

thing.

After that she writes down her

email address which is all good

but then she writes down the

name of the restaurant

she works at. And then on top of that

she adds her f***ing home address.

What? She writes down the place

that works and her home address?

Yeah.

So, she's like come on over

and I will f*** you.

Let's go!

That's pretty much

your fantasy.

Right?

She must be pretty

desperado.

I did kind of meet her

at a strip club.

God! Always classy

Joey, always classy.

Let's play some "World Cup"

before dinner.

I'm in. Viva Italia!

You suck!

Goal for Canada!

Goala! Goala!

Here I'm open!

Italy for the game winner!

That girl just molested my

ankle with her foot.

I think it might be broken.

Joey get your ass up man. We

know your an Italian

but that doesn't mean you get

to dive like one.

Yellow card for diving!

Joey should have gotten

mulitple yellow cards

for grabbing me and Jen's

asses throughout the game.

Joey's faking. Game on!

It's not exactly Wembley Stadium

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