Hm.
TODAY, people who looked at my diary were searching for:
- "how to cut hair"
- dachshund pics
- lacey clothes shirts
- free ass fuck (wherein my site came FIRST, y'all!)
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neoppets
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soft porn
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avril damn cold night
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slut bus
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intelligence of goldfish
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Daddy said I could
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gay bear pics
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sick from potatoes
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Anarchist's Cocktail
Well, I hope everyone found what they were looking for.
Except maybe the Free Ass Fuck guy.
Slammed my finger in the till at work and it fucking HURTS so I'm typing with 9 fingers. Yucky James turned up at work, so of course we started our usual one-up-man-ship. I didn't have a comeback to "I just came back from Guatamala, you know, my girlfriend's from there", but on the other hand, I DID spend 5 minutes talking to the lady before him about how great it was, working next to R. Heh. It'll never die. Damn I'm a prick.
;) Was good to see Paul again today.
Readin' Carpe Jugulem (Pratchett)
Listenin' to nothing. Shouldn't I be hearing the rice boiling by now?
Thinkin' about food!
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