Under par drainage in the Christmas Eve
I don't care who is doing what, not simply because I'm sick at bed but I am not able to see exactly what's on-going board of jury have to say about my being sick. A little PC on which I am to compose and post now must have been kind to me on this condition. All the best for your future my friend- whimpers this little kid Ekendra.
I wish everybody to their happy Christmas means, may this festive Santa and his Snow, appear brightness to your heart and kindness ultimately. May the almighty seek your passion for your crystals balls? The 2007 is nearby and the New Year is my dawn as I have been longing for so long but I am pessimistic regarding this now- can you help me?
By the end of the day, I will be saved so early to the mocked heat blankets that I will never believe I was Ekendra or am now. Who knows what happens during sleeping? This is the only materialistic prospective that one can imagine: You are not Your's when at Sleep.
Anyway, folks I am neither pale nor under the weather as I was in the hospice. I might be well tomorrow to go to next date or to some newly opened French Restaurant at Kopundole. You all be fine frens and celebrate the spirit of Santa as his warm snow falls upon your head.
Happy Christmas 2007 folk!!!
I don't care who is doing what, not simply because I'm sick at bed but I am not able to see exactly what's on-going board of jury have to say about my being sick. A little PC on which I am to compose and post now must have been kind to me on this condition. All the best for your future my friend- whimpers this little kid Ekendra.
I wish everybody to their happy Christmas means, may this festive Santa and his Snow, appear brightness to your heart and kindness ultimately. May the almighty seek your passion for your crystals balls? The 2007 is nearby and the New Year is my dawn as I have been longing for so long but I am pessimistic regarding this now- can you help me?
By the end of the day, I will be saved so early to the mocked heat blankets that I will never believe I was Ekendra or am now. Who knows what happens during sleeping? This is the only materialistic prospective that one can imagine: You are not Your's when at Sleep.
Anyway, folks I am neither pale nor under the weather as I was in the hospice. I might be well tomorrow to go to next date or to some newly opened French Restaurant at Kopundole. You all be fine frens and celebrate the spirit of Santa as his warm snow falls upon your head.
Happy Christmas 2007 folk!!!
2 comment(s):
Dear ekendra ji,
be well soon , we are having the party soon
ma birami hudaa moj garne timi haru
ani when r u coming to treat me babe
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