Hey, that's from when I was visiting you last fall -- I'm the brunette in the background chatting up the W letter-man!
And that's me and my giant arms cuddling the big galoot in the brown suit! (Turned out he was a lousy kisser...)
and I'm just out of frame waiting for one of those guys to realise kissing girls just isn't doing it for him.
and by the way Eve: you left our place, went to visit Donna and THAT'S what you got up to ????
it was sure goin' on in 1953.
What a prissy, stuck up, goody two shoes bitch!Oh, and I'm doin' the quarterback in the upstairs bathroom.
Yeah, how did SHE get here? Oh, that's where he went? It's Judy's turn to cry!
Well, since we're all saying which one we are - I'm the one who's at home wondering why she wasn't invited. Especially since she's been told she has a "hot little mouth."
jami...you can come hang out at My party any time. every other lethal poster is welcome too...:)
I'm in her parents bedroom with the X letter-man.. and her parents.
Mrs. Muddle: my father is STILL talking about you!
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Hey, that's from when I was visiting you last fall -- I'm the brunette in the background chatting up the W letter-man!
And that's me and my giant arms cuddling the big galoot in the brown suit! (Turned out he was a lousy kisser...)
and I'm just out of frame waiting for one of those guys to realise kissing girls just isn't doing it for him.
and by the way Eve: you left our place, went to visit Donna and THAT'S what you got up to ????
it was sure goin' on in 1953.
What a prissy, stuck up, goody two shoes bitch!
Oh, and I'm doin' the quarterback in the upstairs bathroom.
Yeah, how did SHE get here? Oh, that's where he went? It's Judy's turn to cry!
Well, since we're all saying which one we are - I'm the one who's at home wondering why she wasn't invited. Especially since she's been told she has a "hot little mouth."
jami...you can come hang out at My party any time. every other lethal poster is welcome too...:)
I'm in her parents bedroom with the X letter-man.. and her parents.
Mrs. Muddle: my father is STILL talking about you!
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