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how about...they're bigger than a handful? does that help?

omg~ n00bs alright. new word. final

sea ~salt GO

you wanna' see my boobs? > i'm not that type of gal. i can show you my cool wrist band they gave me at the hospital.

ok that one. i like that one. good info. >

when i found out he was doing this. we were in the car. i normally don't have to wear deodorant, and if i do, i use that dove spray. (such a nice clean scent) any way, i was like..what smells so nice. i leaned over to him. 'omg. it's you...you smell...like a girl' > he just looked over , 'and, i like the fresh feeling' >

but will fuggs respond positively to this pouring of emotion?

shut up scoob.

aw come on. where the hell is scoobdog[/member] ?

nope. today it was days of our lives. my mum's favorite. i see the SAME damn characters are on. how is victor still alive? > i started in on the 'inquirer' jebus...talk about a rag. i got through 2 pages and dropped it. all they had was 'life style' and 'people' :barf:

see, i get the mammogram smooshing not being fun. but why do guys think that squeezing a trying to tune in japan is fun?

she made me feel special. and her wee little hands made it seem like i was dolly parton up in there. >

well...today was kind of neat. she was a tiny bit of a woman. i towered over her. (5'8") so you know she was tiny. she had to keep adjusting my tata's, and it was quite painful. however...i;m pretty sure she flicked my nips. both of them. >

oh that's happened to me. it's at that particular moment, your sphincter tightens because, (if you're like me) you don't have a clue what any of your passwords are, and are saved. or, in the middle of bill pay, and now your info is lost somewhere on the webs waiting to get stolen. > totally not funny though.

why tho?

check your boobs chicas. how fun to have your boobs smooshed? i think afterwards i'm going to buy myself something pretty. >

ew.

you think he cares if this plastered all over the boards?

mr disco used both of those before, and feels the same. he couldn't find one he liked, so he was using secret for the longest time he uses suave now. seems pretty happy with it.

that's playa' status right there. > > kidding. i used to keep a travel bag of all kinds of things in the car. one never knows when has to jam.

eddie and ghost headed back to the office. it was raining. the kind of rain that you need an umbrella for. as they walked into the office, they noticed someone in the bathroom. eddie pulled out 'betty', 'alright in there, show yourself!' 'DON'T SHOOT, IT'S ME' frankie exclaimed. his face looked like the wrong end of a baboon. bloodied and bruised. 'what happened to you?' ghost asked 'looks like it got slammed by a bedroom window' 'your wife closed her legs a little to fast, if you know what i mean, pal' stated frankie a matter of factly 'pfft, that was stupid, i don't have a wife, and sounds like something out of a movie' said ghost. 'alright, alright, this is getting us no where.' said eddie, 'we're taking you in frankie, we know what is going on' 'that's fine gumshoe, but you won't know what this is really about' 'what are you talking about, frankie, it's wrapped up, like a nice christmas presents for the coppers' 'this has to do with mirna as well, she's not who you think she is. i see her pine soaked skin as gotten to you too' laughed frankie. ghost and eddie looked at each other. 'oh crap, NOW what?' they said in unison.

well, it's detachable. so yes.

hey. shut up. scoob and i are working really hard to put this whole mystery together.

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