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08 November 2005


LH's boyfriend and I just finished dancing in the hallway in our underwear whilst singing "Don't you Wish your girlfriend was Hot like me!". We even did the appropriate back-up lines. Dad's coming to pick me up for breakfast. I have to get dressed because if he walks in he might never be the same again.

Just one of those lines that I'm trying not to cross with a parental audience.

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