I met the love of my life in London, and her name was Stella too. weird. But, i'll let you have her. I'll stick to my main squeeze Carling. He's never there for me, but when he is, it's all worth it. :)
thats sweet that you let me have her....even though she chose me....and this carling guy your talking about...I think you are making him up since we never even saw the guy...
whatever...you had some of carling. remember? he was the hot one at the first pub we went to...the orange-ish building! but you didn't like carling...and he didn't like you either. so i guess we came out great in the end!
Yeah, I met Stella. While we only briefly met I got the distict impression that Stella is bitter. Carling, however, was quite wonderful, however I think I was swept off my feet by the one named Fosters...yeah...*pondering the good times*...
fosters is australian though...that means its soft.....one stella equals two fosters, maybe 2 and a half.....and stella was the smoothest out of the ones I tried too...she's my baby
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