Blurty for whiskey dream.
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| Saturday, September 17th, 2005 |
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you gotta love a house where you wake up to the sound of your parents' laughter, laughing at some silly song your youngest brother made, blues-like with these lyrics. " si eppie (mom) ay kulot. whoa.... si eppie ay kulot." ---------------- and you have gotta love this kid. ![]() she's sam. my godchild. ang cuuuuuute lang talaga! ------------------ seen: jeans so incredibly low, lower than yer typical low waist jeans, you'd have to shave. i'm talking "hello butt crack" low. sorely tempted. but hell no. ------------------ OZ. i'm addicted to this prison tv series. if anybody sees a dvd os seasons 2 to 5, could you pls let me know? +) ps thanks to everybody who came here, texted, called, IM'ed during my gramps' wake. as in salamat. |
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Blurty for whiskey dream.
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