This better be part of a "In the Company of Men" type scenario, in which D. Wade courts Star Jones for the sole purpose of cruelly rejecting her. If not, I have lost all respect for the man. Star Jones's skin fits her body about as snuggly as the baggy fits the Metrodome's rightfield wall. You could actually grab her by the scruff of her wrists. I am so vicariously embarassed for Wade that I am really having a hard time looking at him right now.
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I agree with you about these. Well someday Ill create a blog to compete you! lolz.
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