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Saturday, April 12, 2008

What a day filled with shit i had.
As in, real shit.
On the walls.
The toilet seat.
The floor.
That's how beautiful the toilet was just now.
Hahaha...

I think i've been seeing too many shits that the papers in the office smells of shit.
No, serious.
No joke.
Seriously a day filled with shits.

Then, i always couldn't wait for Saturday. There's Janet to look for.
And my 2 delicious pies.

No more me prancing around like a ballerina.

1:20 am
Razzi Stifler