| the two bitches |
later that day...................
| they made her cry |
The say there all day as amber burst into the room and cried, scott had told her to meet her at the park instead of their usual 'meet at bus stop, off to town, get a BURGER KING, MACDONALDS, KFC AND EVEN GREGS along the way.
This made her very sad indeed.
| ruffle through the bag of tricks |
| time for the cream of protection from randy old men |
The cream was found and already on the legs with one dollop, on the bottle,' protection from the dangerous sun rays and peering old men who want to cop a field' hmm must make the legs grotesque or something????
| her teeth clean was later that day |
Amber was so happy she actually managed to put the cream on with no flaws or aggro from her bad back or hairy razor sharp hairs growing effortlessly on both leg!
| the river island bag (2011 morning-2011 later that day) dead by ambers head |
| hey fly! |
.....And while amber was passed out and people around us got up and left because of the strong, aggression from her snores.......
This guy! Meet lucifer the fly! Shat on my favorite shoe and flew off into the daylight like the little shit ridden vermin it was!
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