FAIR ENOUGHT IAM WITH THE LAST 2 AND DEPENDS HOW THEY LIE LOOLL:hehe: AND DAMN THE SPELLING I ONLY HAD 2 SAMBUKAS! OFF COURSE:P OTHER BANDS MUST REALLY SUCK COS I GOT THE HEAD PHONES IN WITH THIS ON http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Rx07A9LWBJA
would’nt even try call her again or contact in any way. if she lies about this then you could never trust her. its not nice how she can speak to you on the phone all this time & mess you about
she even tells you to come meet her then not even show:crazy:
Oh dearrrrr, I know you two drove me fugging mental with ya post hijacking, but whats happened to you is sh*t, feel for you dude.
But, and from memory, she was supposed to be the one in the pink…didn’t she say somewhere that she had DD boobies…and as Chaos quite rightly pointed out (oh bless him) no DD boobies in the photo!
Yeah i said that to her but she came out with the excuse you cant see cause she is huggin her sis… Arwell… knew i should have listened to the voices in my head. Im still gona have fun at the bike show tomoz and then get on one when i get back upto camp
im complelty baffeld…is this person supposed to be the person called glamour puss? the pic she showed u is not one of her…so do u know what she really looks like? and also…how the hell did u find her picture by typing in girls in leggings into google?
excuse me if im asking obvious question, but that is my role on LB…
Aint got a clue what she realy looks like and i aint got a clue how yam thought of googling what he did to find her pic but hey he found the pic she used.
wow, if u ever want anyone found…ask yam…like a bloodhound of the internet!
it could go one of two ways
shes is drop dead georgous (like really really stunning) and slightly amous and was afraid that u would like her for the fame instead of her personality…so used that pic of her real one.
2)she looks like sweet corn covered s Hit and is going to bunndle u into the back of a van.
A guy goes into an expensive boutique and asks the clerk what to get his wife for her birthday. Cost is no problem. He’s already given her a Mercedes, diamonds and furs. The clerk says there is nothing left to buy. Do something personal, something intimate. Give her a written certificate good for two hours of wild sex, fulfilling any fantasy or desire. The guy is pleased with this suggestion pays for a calligrapher to inscribe a certificate for two hours of sex, all fantasies fulfilled, no questions asked.
On his wife’s birthday he gives her pearls, a new Mercedes and finally the certificate. She takes it out, read it, her face turns red. A smile breaks out. She clutches the certificate to her breast and says, ‘Thank you so much, this is the most wonderful gift I have ever received. I love you.’ She grabs the car keys. ‘See you in two hours.’