Friday, February 12, 2010
It's somewhere
I can smell it, I know it is out there somewhere.
I see it. I knew it was out here somewhere.
Oh boy, oh boy. I have my my ball. Nothing comes between a weimie and their ball.
I know how to sit for my ball.
And I do a very good down for my ball. Oh I love my ball.
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