In any case, that makes this journal a big damn party. Woohoo.


Fulla Hot AirFulla Hot AirFulla Hot Air
It had all come down to the final round. After the swimsuit competition, a new Ms. Halestead High would be chosen. To the winner would go the spoils of fame, fortune and –more importantly- the choice of any guy that the winner cared to go out with; but there was something a bit more personal to it this time. The two leading contenders had a grudge match going and the crowd, quick to pick up on such animosity, had been cheerfully egging them on to ever greater efforts against each other.
"Well, Veronica. How do you feel?" Chad asked, looking nervously at the time. "It's still quite a while before the fin
| I like my ladies in shape. Round's a shape. |
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I dream of a world where girls are inflated like balloons. Damn you real world physics!!
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Call me Keeper.
Other keepers out there: keep on keeping on, and keep keeping the other keepers keeping like this Keeper's keeping you keeping.
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Nobody screws with Air Man...not even Chuck Norris.
Ever wonder what butterflies tasted like?
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Call me Keeper.
Other keepers out there: keep on keeping on, and keep keeping the other keepers keeping like this Keeper's keeping you keeping.
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Hey that girls blowing up!!!.......Cool.
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