OlivesOne time, I had a dream that a giant polar bear wearing a top hat and weilding a giant olive picker was selecting humans for the final race. What we were racing for I know not...perhaps a spongecake. All I remember is the raking pain as the olive picker put a death grip on my head. As I was lifted, the metal prongs sunk deep into my flesh and warm blood trickled down my face. Not the first time thats happened.... I like polar bears. Then he put me down. For some reason the pain didnt stop so I decided to wake up. Turns out a bulldog was mauling my face. So I shot the dog. Then I made a ham sandwich. It was good but I passed out from blood losOlives
Hii.
Kitty
tis kyle- aka wooduck
hows it goin?
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You can not find what you never lost.
But you can not lose what cant be found.
thanks cool.
i live in wyoming. right next to each other :]
i appreciate it alot !
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.The Bird of Hermes is my name. Eating my wings to make me tame.
Brutal.And.Plastic
Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads my love.
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