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 Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 8:36 pm
-sits down whimpering and points with one claw- SHE RAN OUT OF FISHES!!!
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 10:30 pm
He moults too damn much blaugh
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 1:32 am
She has nightmares and then starts hitting me in the night like i'm the enemy force from her dream. She never showed up to one of my gigs either. Musicians need the support of their girlfriends. stare
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 5:33 am
She burned everything she cooked
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 6:20 am
She loved her fishies more than me Y-Y
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 10:54 am
She refused to put on clothes when we went out
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 4:19 pm
She was always flying around, could never keep up!!! cool
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 6:03 pm
Those damned ears... :::shakes her head::: could've passed of as human but when the hats came off those ears gave it away...then the fur everywhere... and the howling at nights... i cant live with an animal like that!!!
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 9:23 pm
She always used alcohol in my food, then burnt it, jeez, one night 4 example, I woke woke up w/ the bottle laying next 2 her and the bed was soaked... stare
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 6:32 pm
He was always walking around strutting his stuff and thumping his bare chest. I needed a more sensitive man.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 9:03 pm
The black masses kept interfering with our girls' poker night. Plus, have you ever tried sex with a crow examining you? Not fun!
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 9:29 pm
that damned bathtub... we had to do everything in it... it was so overrated and that damned butler.... i swear he was recording things... besides i dont like slipping on the soap everytime i turn arround...
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 2:18 am
She had too many eyes. Even under that hair, i knew the other one was there...lurking ....looking at things....
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 2:40 pm
They kept bringing home the strangest characters... I couldn't take it anymore :c
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 12:25 pm
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