Mr Fingerme and Miss Fingeryou came by today. I had tea with them the English fashion and we had muffins, cupcakes and cookies. We were discussing about homosexuality and they confided in me that they were gays (which kinda explains their names).
And I swear you're just like a pill. Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill. KEEP MAKING ME ILL!!!!
I exchanged a hefty lot of 40 smses today. I think it's impressive.
Alloy is going to sleep me tonight. There isn't the word "with". I think he's going to sing a lullaby.
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