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Words and phrases I use too often:


  1. Stupid
  2. Asshole
  3. Fucker/fucking/fuckhead
  4. Bastard
  5. (A combination of the above)
  6. Oh dear God
  7. What the fuck?
  8. What the fuck!
  9. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?
  10. Rrrrwooof!! (Only applicable when seeing Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki topless)

The search for a better vocabulary and form of expression continues............


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Kere said…
You are such a hypocrite, dahling!

Btw, did you post as Siti earlier?
16 December, 2006 14:05
Anonymous said…
RRRRwoooof yourself. I feel....I feel...so....so...humiliated...
objectified..exploited! By the way, Dean wants me to tell you to say hi to your "hot sister Maryam".
20 December, 2006 09:37
Kere said…
Dear Jared,
I'm sure you must have been mistaken. Maybe that long hot shower you took messed up your hearing. I think Dean said that I was the hot sister. I doubt he even knows Maryam's name.

Btw, don't feel like that. Walking around topless is the natural order of things for a man of your superhotness.
20 December, 2006 10:11
Anonymous said…
Dear Kere, No, no, Sammy's hearing is just fine. Maryam is the hot sister.
20 December, 2006 15:18
Anonymous said…
Hey, buddy, I don't know who the hell you are using my name like this but let me set the record straight here.

Kere is the hot sister. Oh yeah!
20 December, 2006 15:52
Anonymous said…
You fools. I AM the real Dean Winchester.

And Maryam is Zexxxy.
21 December, 2006 02:07
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