Janine...
I'm sorry you don't know the story. I was young and in a land far, far away. One day, one day. However, I discovered today that the girl I found is not the same Janine I knew so many years ago. Strange, I didn't know there were a lot of Janine Kamraths in Hamburg. There's at least two.
I have a friend, his name is Andy. He can be a bit of a flake sometimes. I've decided I'm going to document this in 2006. I give you: Flakey Andy
Another note. I've changed my layout and what I use for comments. I'm sorry, all old comments are gone. This will be better. Sometimes we have to take a step backward in order to move forward. Unless of course you're George Bush, in which case you would just continue to move backwards.
I have a friend, his name is Andy. He can be a bit of a flake sometimes. I've decided I'm going to document this in 2006. I give you: Flakey Andy
Another note. I've changed my layout and what I use for comments. I'm sorry, all old comments are gone. This will be better. Sometimes we have to take a step backward in order to move forward. Unless of course you're George Bush, in which case you would just continue to move backwards.
posted by E to the C at
1:38 AM
2 Comments:
hardy-har with the bush slam, big titty wanna fuck'er. ;)
so why is the janine story so hush-hush?
By
Missie Rose, at January 18, 2006 10:13 AM
(because he's too lazy to tell it.)
flakeyandy = stroke of incredible genius. i salute you, rob gordon.
By
Anonymous, at January 18, 2006 10:52 AM
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