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Sunday, January 04, 2004
RULE BREAKERS RULE. !!!!!!!!!!!!! geddit ? :) this is lack of sleep talking. the real kayjal dasan is off on a higher plane.she is not in at the moment.
knock knock
who's there ?
nobody
i thought so
:P
westlife is crooning in my ear.. " queen of my fart ....................................youre the queennnnn offffffff mmmmmmmyyyyyyy FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTT " they r scrambling my brains with a fork. * evil visions of nrain in a frying pan looking suspiciously like scrambled eggs* if that was not enough that skinny arsehole chingy took over goin on in a nasal shitty voice .. " holidayyyy eeeeeenn " he means to say holiday Inn but hes a dumb black singer. he cant help it.
one day when im rich and famous they are gonna use that sentence as evidence that i am racist. same as they did to poor eminem. He was just mad at his girlfriend for god's sake. if he could date an afro american HOW can he be racist ? u t..t..tell mee .
HOW