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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Little L loses

Holding hands with my hubby? What about? What’s your problem?!”


HAHAHAHA.
Okay.

I’ve been getting messages from some average-looking girl since yesterday and god how desperate she is. Seriously, are you really pulling this stint with me? How did you ever think that it was I, me, moi who keeps lashing out the flirting scenes at the office with your quote husband quote? *oh are you wed?*

Oh my, would you keep your sperm-donor now, I wouldn’t be losing effort anyway.

And God, the lengths you went through just to send me those lame messages! You must be really threatened. Sweety, if you wanna play with a bitch, be a good one first. But then again, maybe you can never be… with your face looking like that. ;))

Will you never get over it? :))
It`s effin’ funny, seriously.

Your supposed husband doesn’t even match my standards, and oh that weird thing that you keep on saying, that one where you pointed out that I’m not pretty or good-looking? Remember? Well ask that to your man, he might just give you the answer why he seems to be so head-over-heels on me. And mind you, he’s overly dramatic.

What can I say?

I am flattered.

Call me anything, I wouldn’t even bat an eyelash. xoxo

You know you love me.;))

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