Showing posts with label thinking the mouth is the stomach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thinking the mouth is the stomach. Show all posts
Christian had me pick him up after his stomach reduction surgery.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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3:39 PM
God, Christian! You're such a light weight when it comes to drugs! But hey, at least you look a lot thinner. And younger to boot!
SORRY CHRISTIAN!
Now, you'll fit in with all the teeny boppers you like to "hang out" with. Oh, I sorry, I'm thinking of Ricky.
SORRY RICKY!
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