yesterday, the rice ball had a small crises.
the situ:
stranded on Calmut street turned upwards on a hill with 6-8 degree incline.
the rice ball lay still--- way still.
the keys to "on"
fri, sat. sun...
but nothing.
its 11:00 sunday night
race to check the scene and find it is
wet, cold, and windblown.
like a hibernating bear.
as if spring, it sprung~
vroom vromm vroommmm~~~~
ever seen a vehicle go 0-100 in 3?
want to feel what 2 g's feels like?
r u too fast and too furious?
welcome to e-harmony.com~~ she will treat you like a prince
riceball likes your attention.
especially a babes attention.
its 617
Monday, July 9, 2007
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I shed a single tear when I read this. Poetry.
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