Jun 24, 2008 02:58
I had hoped no one would bid on me.
Apparently, that was in vain.
34? 54? Just so you know, to the loser, I will figure out who you were and trust me when I say it won't be pleasant. And the winner? Well, you'll be worthy of pity when I get done with you; our date will not be fun, in any way, shape, or form.
That's all; now I'm going to bed.
date auction,
grr
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