Topic: Z'S PUB........................Part 3 | |
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me too CC, and women are all lil girls at heart, so you are ok!!
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Hi everyone, could I get a rum and coke
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OK.. WHO messed with my internet?? eh??
dang kids!!! I aught'a their azzs !! |
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you can get anything you want april,
Hell, I might even start reading Harry Potter for you!! LOL |
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What happened to silly girl? I need a good kick about now!
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LOL Fanta :) let me get a couple of drinks in me then harry potter it is
:) |
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grrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR I swear..I WILL kick my kids SOOON
as I feel BETTER!!! what poet said.. I agree with here.. romance novels but the REST?? coolio.. poet/sis.. doing better thanks..still a ways ta go but better |
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here? her even!!
hi april.. welcome to our home away from home... |
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(((((((((karma)))))))) hey dude.. sorry bout that.. fightin with me
browsers lately.. changed to mozilla and although it works way better then the virus infected IE.. it's SLOWER!! |
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Well I got my hair done and my make up. Got my coat on and walked out
the door. Then I turned around and walked back in and took my coat and shoes off. It is to freaking cold out there. Everything that I need to do today can wait....lmao |
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I am gone just a lil while and yall let buttons leave, whats up with
that? Z? |
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OK.. STOP WITH THE LETTING ME TALK TO MESELF will ya??
*z gets caught up on the ceiling fan blade by the suspenders and starts whizin round the room.. smaking TT as she goes by... trying to get the remote outta her pocket.. screaming* STOP THIS DANG THANG... |
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Poet come back, I need a broom pilot!
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LMAO Z That just sounds like fun
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*pulls fuse for ceiling fan*
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*kicks Fanta in da azz*
OK I'm outtie..I needs a nap or somethin..Fanta/Frank behave... yeah I know thats hard to do lol laters yall *slips the headphones back on dances outta here to "Eyes With Out A Fce" Billy Idol* |
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what fanta?? ya think I HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH HER DEPARTURE??
*z taps her rite foot on the floor with her arms folded looking at fanta* WELL?? go ahead.. blame the canuck.. yeesh |
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brooms leavin Fanta hop on now or yer stuck till I come back
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Nooooooo, but you let her leave, who is her x?
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((((((((((POET/SIS))))))))))) already?? *z waves her arms in front of
poet and tries jumping up and down on the ceiling fan to get her attention as she flies up to her rooms* phew.. thanks *spin * Karma.. not SOO fun whisper.. *the fan finally stops and z gets down and staggers to her chair* omg... THAT hurt.. |
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