how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
Gray clouds. I will not publicly divulge any more of her personal life -- unless I get a nice juicy tidbit, of course -- but let it be said that while Von (née Devon) and Pablo have not been dating since she was in her mother's womb (as I had said), it has been going on for longer than the week-and-a-half since I've seen them both. Again, I am oblivious. Kim could have an affair, and I wouldn't notice until there were three people in our king bed every night.
Also, Von would like to "thank" all the "fine folks" who visit Prinsiana for the "vast amounts of cash" donated to her diary/journal campaign. I believe she might have been a bit sarcastic there.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
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i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.