Sunday, November 28, 2004

How To Be Invisible On Poptropica

Words are not needed ....

Here is the fruit of my leisure .... pictures!



Dear Black .... Dear Black
Remsie, which are tiny hairy .... I like the way you are. Your eyes I radiate tenderness penetrating black, long whiskers transmit me your love. Your teeth scraped against my fingers, your legs are so small and perfect clinging to my hand. You white tummy and back brown, with gray ears, very long and majestic ... Black oh dear! What can I do for you? Interested in cellular phones, traveling companion who live and sleep in my lap. All around in your little cage and you scratch the ball, look at me standing on hind legs moving your mouth, you get the hiccups when you're upset and sleep all day ... I dedicate this my black ... Black Remsie! You're the best pet that has happened in my life ... in your death you cry more than I could have cried at some of my useless ex-boyfriends ... because you've known me understand! That I'll never forget!

Thanks for being there! Black loved ...

* tears *

pd. Who laugh at my black beauty! Then throw a kick!

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