tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47056861007889634132011-07-29T17:49:07.895+08:00how do u spell me....http://www.blogger.com/profile/07597479095355965938noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4705686100788963413.post-20265204648729252412010-07-02T22:51:00.006+08:002010-07-02T23:26:21.661+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">although it may sound sick but anyway my dad sent them to mate.</span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">i meant my dogs:]]</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">yea, i think my posts are kinda boring but i actually luv fb more than u,blogger!Sad case huh...</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">played a funny and retarded game with bitches...laughs!!..k i want eat jelly.heh.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">why does people end a post with quotes?i shall find a joke:D</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">A woman gets on a bus with her baby. The bus driver says: "That's the ugliest baby that I've ever seen." The woman goes to the rear of the bus and sits down, fuming. She says to a man next to her, "That driver just insulted me!" The man says, "You go right up there and tell him off! Go ahead, I'll hold your monkey for you."</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">OR </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#00cccc;">Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other man pulls out his cell phone and calls emergency services.<br />He gasps to the operator: "My friend is dead! What can I do?" The operator in a calm, soothing voice replies: "Take it easy. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There is a silence, then a shot is heard. Back on the phone, the hunter says, "OK, now what?"</span> </span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;">k is sort of lame,i guess.heh.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">shall end here first:]</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4705686100788963413-2026520464872925241?l=once-upon-a-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>how do u spell me....http://www.blogger.com/profile/07597479095355965938noreply@blogger.com0