i love you kelly ann martin. you are so sexy. i want to have 13 of your asian/african/puerto rican/canadian(bacon) children. even though you are a tap-dancing slut bag, your very presence in a room makes my heart skip a beat. sometimes two. that hurts a little cuz of the loss of oxygen. its cool tho. i'm tuff like that. your bf is cool, i just think that you would be better off with me. sure he makes you laugh and you are soul mates, but i enjoy string cheese and yogurt and other assorted dairy products, and i'm more than willing to share my supply with you! seriously! take as much as you want! i wrote a song for you. actually, it started out as a poem, then turned into a song. it wasnt supposed to be a song really, but i started wheezing one day while reading it aloud (i'm allergic to paper and pen ink) and it sorta sounded like i was singing. and i just happened to be walking down the street right by a bum playing the bongo's as i read it. so, ya know, it had a beat to it. actually, they weren't so much bongos as they were empty
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