The pink cotton candy stuck to my pants and she won a goldfish. One day, munching dry cereal, she told me how the poor beast had gone wrong down the drain. Noemi came to my house. I am nervous before her and my mother and I held the glass juice pitcher fell on the floor. Unfortunately, when I 14, I was a prissy Catholic boys. Some jealous "friends" told me, bad rumors about the family of Naomi's. When she came to me one afternoon, I was removed through the house steps, and ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nEXFP7Mir44&hl=en
I am sorry, Noemi
Friday, October 9, 2009
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