The Mexican eh? That is what I shall refer to you as of...of right now! Hey "the mexican"!
I wanna go to your house tomorrow and pet your kitty and your bass. Then you can show me your super power, your Unicycle, and your weapon pantry full of beer bottles. Then we can throw darts at martha stewarts pictures and write her a threatning letter and hope we don't get sued. If we do, you can save the day but crying on my command. and I can help you throw beer bottles at her lawyer. That sounds like fun. Talk to you late my little mexinugget. heh. I'm a happy girl.

me permite ir a tomar agua,
Tyanna