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Monday, March 17, 2008
playing miss kensingtons for the day
Ever get that feeling where you've got so much to say you're practically bursting at the seams yet can't quite word all that massive energy overhaul?
Thus today verbal regurgitate will be replaced with that of the visual instead.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAH
SQUUUEEEEZZZY BOOOBBBBIIEEES
March 20, 2008 at 11:04 PM
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HAHAHAHAHAHAH
SQUUUEEEEZZZY BOOOBBBBIIEEES
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