I Swear She Made Me Do It!

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It's all her fault I swear...the aforemention 'her' being my girlfriend, The Artist known as Kelle, or CL as she tells me she goes by here. Yep I'm the boy and the other end of the relationship.

I am not really a writer myself, but I do write essays and such and review all of my girl's work, so reviewing I probably do a lot more of reviewing than writing here.

So yeah, she's now telling me that I must go find a suitable signature.

Fauste
I don't like leaving my country Doug, and I especially don't like leaving it for anything less then sandy beaches, and cocktails with little straw hats.

Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup 'o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary ***king Poppins... LONDON.




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Hey babe!

*in a stage whisper*

I think I should go wake him up, he's been sleeping way too long...

*looks towards sleeping boy*

Awww...but he looks so cute and harmless asleep :D
Fraser: Stop stealing the blanket.
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it seems that Fauste was too hawt for his own well being. :lol: CL, hun, you do realize that sending your bf here amongst a pack o hungry wolves was a bad idea right?

oh, btw, *takes a deep bow* Moi este Arv. Balkanikan Extraoridnare...
Without sensibility no object would be given to us, without understanding no object would be thought. Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.

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Arv, you are the one from Macedonia, correct? It's a pleasure, my girl has some quite interesting stories to tell about people from this site, including you...nothing horridly bad I asure you...

Thanks for the welcome.

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Hey sweetheart! Harmless...me? :shock:
I don't like leaving my country Doug, and I especially don't like leaving it for anything less then sandy beaches, and cocktails with little straw hats.

Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup 'o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary ***king Poppins... LONDON.




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Pleasure is all mine trust me. :lol: If you plan to change your sexual orientation any time soon send me a msg ;)

lmao! jk jk... :lol:
Without sensibility no object would be given to us, without understanding no object would be thought. Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.

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I'll keep that in mind 8)
I don't like leaving my country Doug, and I especially don't like leaving it for anything less then sandy beaches, and cocktails with little straw hats.

Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup 'o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary ***king Poppins... LONDON.




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Hey Fauste!

Nice avatar by the way, and I always accept those that live in good ol' England ... even if it if London ...
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Arvy, calm down.

Anyway, I'm always happy to see new members.
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<Insert generic welcome message here.>

Don't mind me, I'm just a talking (typing?) waffle. Yes, I do realize squirrels have nothing to do with waffles. They're just awesome. Why? Well...You know. They...er...Scurry and stuff. Scurrying is cool, yeah. And they bury nuts and stuff then forget about them...

Yes.




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hehheh

Thanks for the welcome.

Fauste
I don't like leaving my country Doug, and I especially don't like leaving it for anything less then sandy beaches, and cocktails with little straw hats.

Yes, London. You know: fish, chips, cup 'o tea, bad food, worse weather, Mary ***king Poppins... LONDON.



Stories don't end because you stopped paying attention.
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