Confessions of a Cereberally Dented Workaholic Chatter. When i was a kid i used to dread spellings. Each time i forgot to put a dot on the i or forgot to cut the head of the t and began my sentence with a small letter. and a plethora of other reasons i got a deduction of. Whose ur teacher then? Ps oh yes. and if you do not know. these days i am in london. no more of new york stuff. Wisdom begins at the end.

Abonne-toi à mon blog! Hervé,un de mes amis.

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Abonne-toi à mon blog! Bon bah evidemment kurt. Je voudrait te rejoindre dans le paradis. You which is heavier than heaven. Bah oui heu c mignon.