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Have a spanking good birthday!
The girls.
From Harden, who has no idea what Spd is kicking...
And from all your friends...
Friday, August 12, 2005
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It's getting so that a guy can't even go out to lunch anymore.
Thanks peoples. You're the best.
That's it for anonymous commenting.
All spammers must die.
Spam? SPAM?
That was the the virtual stripper I sent you for your b-day gift! Darn, she was blonde, buxom, beautiful and you should have seen what she did with.... Oh well, no sense telling you about it now. It's the thought that counts:)
Is he alive?
I don't know. I think he's breathing.
Yeah? But what is that smell. Surely it is death.
I don't know. Poke him with a stick.
*poke*
Arrggghhhhhhh.
Wheew. He's still drunk. Make a pot of coffee. I'll get the hose.
Happy Day After Your Birthday spd rdr.
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