sans_haricots__il_n'y_a_aucun_ciel paste! to the rescue for sure 020918 ... paste! stripped down like a pint of hairgel in the wrong part of town, the ancient cluster of mousetraps finally found something to converge upon. a radish! a nebulous obsolete dirty radish with no connection to it's past but a string of ears, bloody leather chaps and a sidelong glance that'd strike fear into any we interrupt this important broadcast to re and another important message from our le now for an extra-special reminder to fr 021025 ... xdael without haircuts, Illy nay a cancun sky 021026 ... bethany pourquoi pas les haricots verts? 021026 ... paste! det er sann at uten bønner der er ikke noen himmel y adicionalmente ...les haricots verts sont des causes de mort au ciel aber schwarze bohnen sind viel besser für den himmel e definitivamente, feijões de pinto são a coisa melhor para o céu 021027 ... qi wen wu dou wu tian 021027 ... unhinged i love you paste. i think i would marry you. and especially i realize the lunacy of this statement. 021027 ... paste! that made me smile. sono ammutolito con blushing. sheer lunacy! je pense que ce unhinged est super 021101 ... unhinged *blush* *smile* 021101 ... unhinged scooch_closer 021103 what's it to you? who go blather from