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vineri, 2 mai 2008

smoking like a snake ...


...and I wouldn't wanna be her, was only one rotten thing the voices inside the little red shoes said. But she didn't listen to a word they said ... she knew that they were only magic talking shoes, no match for her kitty wits.
Publicat de mynthe la 5/02/2008 09:15:00 p.m.

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