Amanda Righetti

Monday, December 08, 2003

Goo-ood even-ing, Mis-ter An-der-son


This is the Ag-ents of Sm-ith sp-eak-ing here. Af-ter sp-lit-ing our-selves in-to many parts, this is wh-ere we have land-ed our-selves. And we st-ill must br-eak up ev-er-ry word in-to each sy-lla-ble to pro-noun-ce.

We did-n't know we play-ed per-cuss-ion in yet an-oth-er band call-ed S-W-S as we-ll. How-ev-er, this S-W-S is know-wn as Sin-ga-pore Wind-wood Sym-ph-ony, not Spoon-ing With Sa-tan. Get re-load-ed here.

We al-so did-n't know that we are the Vice-Prin-ci-pal of May-flow-er Sec-on-dary Sch-ool as we-ll. Plug in here.

We al-so did-n't know we in-stall-ed Span-ish in-to us like this article. We are most shock-ed when we re-ad this after down-load-ing this in-to us.

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