By just throwing a top hat into the sartorial equation, we've turned "HI BBY U GOT GR8 TITS AN I WLD LUV2 KIS EM AN I WLD LET U TUCH LIDLE WARNY I PROMIZ NOT 2B A FAST BOWLA LOLOLOL" into "Good evening, madam. Fancy joining me for an evening of mediocre drunken coupling followed by a few weeks of scandal and shame in the tabloid newspapers and womens mags?"
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Your blog is so muchbetter than reasons you will hate me ever was. I bet Ms Fits even stole your idea. That bitch!
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