Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Lock-in.

Everything hurts.


My fingers, my eyelids, and everything in between.


That... 'May of Troy' is mean.

When any of us tried to make a move, she'd beat us with her purse.

Eventually, I went too far.

We all suffered.

Gregroy had to come rescue us.

QUite embarassing.

I prefer Chia.

I should steal her numbner from Erik and call her up.

Yes, I should...

My name is Omar the Bold, and I hate the late Olaf the Bald.

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