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Monday, February 13, 2006

internet romance

push-button pugilism.
Posted by Capegirl at 3:26 PM

3 comments:

camera shy said...

whiiirrrr
sliizzzzz

*chirrriiuuupp*

cliank
whump whuump

fzzzzzuuuuppp
tock
tock

tck
ck
k
. . .

10:04 PM
floots said...

aah - that's just what i was gonna say :)

12:34 AM
{illyria} said...

one word. ick. wait, that's not a word...LOL!

6:23 PM

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