Fiddy Five
“I like your T-shirt”, Amaan says, pointing to the G Unit inscribed on my chest.
Precocious brat.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
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10 comments:
Like fo shizzle. How you gonna get you a tworkin' shorty widout that tshirt, yo? Be shizzle mah dizzle boo and get you some o' dat izzle kizzle.
D to tha izz-iY.. eL to tha izzee.. double Tee to tha izzay.. eN Tee to tha izzee...
=)
Dilettante: Your post is da shiznittlebombsnipsamsack, yo!
Chamique: MS Word crashed trying to do a word count on your comment.
Is this really fiction?
Dilettante, your "fictional" stories always have some really believable chracters in them!
Cham & BB: Rawther good of you, many thanks.
2hard: They do, don't they?
And this is a journal of sorts...
Now thass what i'm talkin about!.
then did you go to your fridge and check the emptiness and cold inside and correlate it with your heart?
ok, sorry. Just being mean.
Nope. Just cry myself into the pillow. Easier than self-evaluation of the frigid kind.
:D
If we could see tomorrow, what of your plans, no one can live in sorrow, ask all your friends.
And don't you cry tonight, don't you cry tonight, there's a heaven above you...
wat you guys didn't do anything interesting the past couple of days...
Why no blog ?
Dilettante has been crying into his pillow and I've been nursing an emptiness.
Regular programming will resume shortly.
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