she's a neglected one, but i'm not
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cimoreneRavie my cohort and the narrative was God. She's a neglected one! Procrastination! Ee! I present!
with the randomness again
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*was* God? whaddaya mean, "was?"
Date: 31 Mar 2002 07:15 pm (UTC)Hummmm. A turkey blood? Damn framing; nibbling on the knighting by turning the balrog nibbling on the balrog nibbling on the end Son of cereal and didn't. Ew! The randomizer, for you.
And the narrative was an existentialist novel by the all associated evils. A turkey sandwich for nostalgia.
Yes! I was God, watching a squirrel; just a few days, h, and we shall see, we shall see.
So hollsk and the obsessively good dancers who does nifty stuff and the phantom tollbooth it was God. I just say we had the dance by edmund blair leighton, Ravie my MOM was a neglected one* of the obsessively good the Son of this song was a cherished consort, not like the narrative randomizer. I bleed real soon. And we shall had the pooh, dave matthews, georgia o'keeffe. Gahhhh?
aaah. too much fun.
*why am i always a neglected one, i wonder?