comment allez-vous aujourd'hui numure ? des pigeons en parc ?
oh forget that!!! make love to admen on the weekends...you know how to start yaking don't you. :P
Go make love to Andem? See: I'm dieing to become a moderator, but nobody told me you just have to make love to Andem broahahahaha ... which isn't my plan though ... Anyway, that is actually quite clear Numure ... but don't you have any ehm juicy facts or something about yourself ... the lost son of peapod ... being a serialkiller, that sort of stuff? ...
Hey don't drag me into any of this I have no lost sons...I only date them :P but they are not my sons, the sons I date, I mean. They are somebody elses son. know what I mean...sorta...kinda...right :P
For some reason I now have that jingle for that old hypnotist guy running through my head, except instead of "The man they call Ravine," I keep hearing, "The man they call Numure."
We can make up some facts about Numure though. I think he's the long-lost son of a midnight tryst between Pierre Trudeau and Peapod. They gave him up for adoption and he was raised by Rene Levesque and that journalist woman who's always on the political panel on the national.
If that isn't a pedigree for greatness, I don't know what is.
HEYYYYYYYYYY Numure cute moddy ;p looolll How are you?
Hey, he doesn't have dreadlocks. Could it be he isn't peapod's lost son?? (...) neh ...