Monday, May 25, 2009

andis thoughts

I am lord darth jeff of cheem, I can kill you with a tray James Mason I can kill you with a thought my cat is a kipper. Where is Pavlov's cat? next to pavlovs do velvertine you homeless fuck' towering velvertint

Fillpa@s Hole

well, im fucked.

Fillipa went to bed early. Me and the ringmaster general have stayed up all night. Not the i'm making excuses, but the holes birthday comes but once year.

I don't know what Trotter is up to, but if he's playing to form he's probably barking at the neighbours and pissing on some ones parade.

Hello to Jodie and Casey, Preachers Lane don't come much better.

Britains got TALENT!