When I die, this must be printed in the obituary section of a newspaper. Preferably, next to an ad telling the readers that there is a cure for baldness:
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I love tranny prostitutes! I want to befriend them! I will die with a shriek and a smirk in the company of trannies? I would probably die via a giant disco ball hurled to my head in a bacchanalian frenzy of trannies outdoing each other in an impromptu beauty contest’s parade of nations! Such a glorious exit!
Can’t stop the flood, bitches.
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By: Death and Grimaces « Timeless Boulevard: Experiments on July 12, 2007
at 3:33 pm
ang bongga naman nito! wonder what mine should say…
By: herb on July 12, 2007
at 5:53 pm
Wahahahahahhaha. I tested my ex’s name and birthday on it. Hehehehehe. Oh my. This is funny. I can think of him fondly now.
By: Faye Ilogon on July 13, 2007
at 2:20 am