"Leah, Leah, Leah, my dear sweet Leah, how does your garden grow?"

My true love has my heart, and I have his. Together in marriage, together at heart. In good times and hard. In sickness and in health. For now and forever.


Tuesday, December 31, 2002

V I A G R A For the Best Price. $1.13/pill!!

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Someone else would come in what.
Aiden said folding her lips.
Last night matty is this.