I suspected as much...
You would swoop in under cover of "anonymous", spew your bile, then dash away, leaving only the foul stench of your jealousy as proof you were ever here.
You begged asked to be a Tiara once upon a time...(nevermind the fact that "Tiara" is merely a state of mind, nothing more).
You could never (I repeat...NEVER) be a Tiara...
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I imagine we'll also sit around re-telling Pella stories. Course we'll be old so it will be the same one over and over by each of us.
"Remember that time Scott showed us his belly button?" "yes, Mo, we remember.." *g*
"Remember that time Scott drove me down the mountain after saying 'trust me, I'm German'?" "yes T, we remember..."
"remember that christmas show where Scott kept thrusting his penis in our faces?" "yes Pat, we remember."
"remember that time we murdered that crazy bitch after an M&G and chopped her up and fed her to the gators....."
And so on and so forth. *g*
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With love to all of the Tiaras and the PPP's
Linda
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