Sunday, March 9, 2008

BFF

He's gonna kiss me and that mustache is gonna tickle.
Can I do one of 'em?

Hold my hand?


I pledge allegiance to the Oil that I want to control as a businessman. And to the investers, who give me cash. One army under me, killin' the poor, yada,yada ,yada



Opulence cracks me up. Are they laughing with me, or at me?










you shouldn't have, it's beautiful, I'm gonna have to get some shoes to wear with this, I didn't get You anything






lovingly, longingly, damn our ideas







bling from the King

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