I still haven't forgiven you for renigging on our deal. Your soul in exchange for a psychic pagan cow head who can tell you the future. I should have known you didn't have a soul in the first place. I mean, you are Hispanic.
I wonder what ol' cowhead is doing, last I heard he was on Finland's version "America's Got Talent" performing what he calls "somersaults." In place of a soul I was bestowed a big chorizo and all the fruit-based salsa I want, I think it was a fair trade.
Hmm, fruit and a big cho-reet-so but no soul?And you wonder why I'm attracted to the darker races.
awwwwww, you are one of my favorites too!! Wait I count four but thats ok, I know you are talking about me still.
MQ,...and I'm sure your thick doughy white thighs make them love you too.Trixie, I'm not sure, did you follow Maegan's blog? I miss drollgirl, but I figured if she missed me half as much she'd drop bye more with at least some Avon samples.
No, I dont remember Maegan.
I eat your comments with jam and butter.