Well, well
I just left a message for the lettuce farmer. It was a wee bit nerve racking as, when I really think of it, I have no game whatsoever. I'm not even sure if I'm supposed to have game. I guess in the new millenium I am. I'll have to work on finding it.
Labels: the mens
posted by McPolack at 6:24 PM
1 Comments:
I think the potential for game is pretty much lost here, seeing as he get to read your diary. Which is a good thing! Games are for kids, and readers of The Game, who are losers. And besides, you are a woman of mystery and allure.
7:48 PM, March 13, 2006
Post a Comment
<< Home