

Almost enough to make any girl weak at the knees... if they weren't already weak from my stupid half-sized knee-caps! Besides, what kind of guy has fancy coloured gel-pens?


Close-up of drawing in frame
The internet it like this giant wilderness - you can take a whole bunch from it, but unlike the wilderness, you can take and take from it, but not change it that much, while the footprints that we leave can be as small or large as we choose to make them.
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So the card was good and tacky, but it doesn't beat this "mystery" poem I got....
Your fore arms are toned like cold hard butter,
Your triceps sned my heart a flutter,
a greater crush I've never had,
don't break my heart or i'll be sad.
Followed later in the evening by:
You're sweet and smart,
your arms a work of art.
That toned flesh I see,
astray my heart it leads.
A true love to miss,
is to truly miss bliss.
Don't fight it, you will see
that you're the one for me!
LOL!
yeah - I knew it wasn't Bron, cause the handwritting was wrong - and I assumed that noone else was interested... and I figured that Sonia had a lot of time on her hands and was the likely culprit.
LOL at your letter em!
HEY!! It was Katrina Mellor... no one ever suspects the butterfly.
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