It all culminated into me eating a pie. I mimicked Paris when he tried to walk in his scary pants. The incongruence of the figures annoyed me! Laura was apprehensive when I told her Bob Dole loved her. She was so malicious to poor little Debbie! My boyfriend crouched down as I came near so he wouldn't get beaten. My dog eluded me when I wanted to give her a bath. My boyfriend crouched down as I came near so he wouldn't get beaten. I had to contemplate the math about eating dogs for a long time. I am quite often very petulant. The irrepressible anger within her came out suddenly in a scream. The group consensus was to tell Gary to go be a princess. The demise of my hamster made me cry! I cowered from Amber as she kicked my arse. Ain't no way there is a betrothal happening here... I am quite often very petulant.
I think that this just about sums up all the spam additional sentences they sent me. So still Amber is now a bad ass, Gary is a princess, Laura is nervous about Bob Dole (and wouldn't we all be?) and there for malicious to Little Debbie, and Dogs, well, dogs don't want to take baths or do math.
