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Jolly Christmas!
DOUBLE Ds(notmine!)
kick butt!
27.11.09, 17:06
I had the best dream ever! Or maybe second best cause it still cant beat the one where i ran ON THE ROOF.

My mother and I were watching TV when suddenly, the coffee table started to move just as we heard the simultaneous growls of the harleys outside! It turns out that the harleys were being ridden on by this huge gang of malays which could control our coffee table with a remote! We tried to hold the coffee table back but suddenly it just FLEW out! Brave Ol' Me chased after it with my trusty sidekick Dash bringing up the rear. I caught the thieves by surprise and managed to grab the coffee table (which turned into a box) but they grabbed it back and we were engaged in a ferocious tug of war. I was about to lose (10men against one hottie !) when Dash came to the rescue! He pounced on them and they being malays retreated!

The coffee table was saved!

Disclaimer: No offence to malays! it was just my dream!

Just feel like adding a RPattz quote here!
"Everybody in my life knows what’s real and what isn’t. Apart from my mother, who seems to believe every negative thing that’s written about me! She’s like, “I can’t believe you did this!” I’m like, “I didn’t!” And she’s like, “Yes, you did, I know you did!” … She’ll literally believe a gossip magazine over her own son."

XOXO
michelle