Post by Sheryl Yoast on Mar 13, 2009 13:28:08 GMT -5
Dear Maniac,
We aren't friends anymore. I want my friendship bracelet I made back.
I spit on your existence the spit of 1000 tins. Your essence is the same as a dry pouch of Berry.
Love,
Pig
We aren't friends anymore. I want my friendship bracelet I made back.
I spit on your existence the spit of 1000 tins. Your essence is the same as a dry pouch of Berry.
Love,
Pig
