But this, my friends, is true.
I was born to a drinking father and a gambling mother. Its not my fault if my genes are adulterated.
I blog from a rehab. That has been my home for last 15 years.
The boy who broke my heart has no balls. No, seriously...I broke them. ;0
I moonwalked and reached the moon one night. I also tried to resize it, just to make it a wee bit bigger than the sun. My sister calls me a LUNATIC (because of lunar attachment).
I am right brained and my left brain has issues with this illogical partiality towards the rival side. I have issues with both sides.
I am fun when I am drunk. ALWAYS, that is! :)
I am a boy. ;D
Thats all.
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