Dear Blane:
You are TRYING to be ridiculous and therefore you come off as desperate. You have to be older than I am, and even I know Sgt. Pepper. At least you look older than me... it could be the tanning. Have I mentioned that I'm over you? ARG!
It's the Olympics. I don't care how artistic sullen you had to be to protect yourself as a poor effeminate child at boarding school. You know what the Olympics are. Even if you haven't seen the opening ceremony... TAKE A FREAKING GUESS.
Athletes. At a major event centered around sports. You are not fooling anyone with your shiz.
This is what he made:
(P.S. Kenley, you dress well. I'm over hating the flower)
Athletes. At a major event centered around sports. You are not fooling anyone with your shiz.
This is what he made:
(P.S. Kenley, you dress well. I'm over hating the flower)
Dear Jerell:
You are a silly, silly snake in a fanciful army hat. SILLY!
THIS is what he made:
You are a silly, silly snake in a fanciful army hat. SILLY!
THIS is what he made:
Korto won and it was...fine. But highwaisted white paints plus 12 year old gymnisists?! No. And Holly Gosadsack went home, which should have happened last week. She's back to Italy to continue her "surreal" life. And Apollo Anton Ono finally shaved that flavor savor and looks really foine.
And that's all I can manage. Once again, boring ass challange and poor, poor design.
Bravo, I know you're bitter... but you're killing me, Smalls!
And that's all I can manage. Once again, boring ass challange and poor, poor design.
Bravo, I know you're bitter... but you're killing me, Smalls!
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