Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Who knows, maybe they were out getting stoned
We were the lost and lonely ones
We hid in the discotheques all night long
Till we could see the morning sun
Denny was king he'd rock the place
Dressed like a working girl from outer space
He was dancing like he wanted to dance his life away
Oh my gosh look so exciting Vicki's RP chat is out!
Aw, only four pages. Maybe cos Vicki's answers aren't as... wacky as Michael's. Which has seven pages. Or maybe just because Michael has a larger fan base.
Ugh oh yes I want to sue Mr DeSouza and Mr Yeo.
I'm not gonna type it out I have typed it about five times already.
Bye.
Posted at 10:06 PM