Monday, September 29, 2008

Horm

Hey Lan. Pocket futched an arrow! Really really bad and good and bundy. Baar runt favoring really open models. Mom! Yo.

Skip the tour and call a cab. Seek the frumpy bald fun mart. squeeze paper. Seep gunk from without. Uncle. Heyyyyyy.

Shut your bunk so the wolves don't shut you down. You knew i was right when i punched the lunch lady. She was more he than us. RARrrr.

Sum up my experience with the summers. Help me grow a crow butt. crunchy business. Rockin' without a sense. F-n hello.

Your dog made a fortune on fortune cookie lane. Fortune. Eye soup.

-MOE

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