Happy Birthday, Paris. Hope You Die Soon. Or At Least Get Pelted By More Than Flour. Perhaps a sack of bricks. Or a Molotov cocktail. Preferably an MK3A2.
Friday, February 17, 2006
infamita
yes, by doing this i know i'm giving more attention to this worthless POS, but hey, its THE day of infamy when she was foisted upon us (according to IMDB).
Happy Birthday, Paris. Hope You Die Soon. Or At Least Get Pelted By More Than Flour. Perhaps a sack of bricks. Or a Molotov cocktail. Preferably an MK3A2.
Happy Birthday, Paris. Hope You Die Soon. Or At Least Get Pelted By More Than Flour. Perhaps a sack of bricks. Or a Molotov cocktail. Preferably an MK3A2.
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