Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 80 | |
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<--my food looks better!!
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<~~~~still waiting for my computer to blow up so I can go nap w/ ddn! WHO? WHERE? Bring it on, Sugarplum |
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@ sugarplum!!
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Ok. Two can play that game gypsy. Guess what's in the bag? And its not tampons.
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@ sugarplum!! |
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Ok. Two can play that game gypsy. Guess what's in the bag? And its not tampons. 9 lives cat food??? |
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And its not dogsh!t.
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Dunkin donuts has 64 varieties of donuts. What's in the bag?
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And its not dogsh!t. |
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I'd rather have a banana!!!
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Ok. Two can play that game gypsy. Guess what's in the bag? And its not tampons. 9 lives cat food??? |
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Wrong!
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Ok. Two can play that game gypsy. Guess what's in the bag? And its not tampons. 9 lives cat food??? |
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Wrong! Not banana donuts. Off with your fuzzy socks!
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Nope not donut holes! Off with the bathtowel!
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Ohhhhhhhhhhhh bikerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!! Here is your favourite songggggggggggg!!!
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Cut Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be someone who believes Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Smiling in the bright lights Coming through in stereo When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely I will paint my picture Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful Greg is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely I want to be a lion Everybody wants to pass as cats We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Yeah we star at the beautiful women "She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be Mr. Jones and me staring at the video When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as can be Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars |
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but I will be in my bath towel soon.....
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Wrong! No jellyfilled! Off with your nipplering!
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Wrong! No jellyfilled! Off with your nipplering! Okkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk whats in the bag??? |
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orange krueller?
glazed? chocolate dipped with bavarian cream? |
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