fat and beautiful
There is a certain person (who shall remain nameless) bent upon the belief that she and i are amidst a sort of "war" regarding whose sister bears cuter offspring. It is incumbent upon me to inform my readers that this alleged "war" has no foundation in truth or reality. albeit true that afore-mentioned friend's niece exhibits qualities which, according to their very nature, would whereby thrust whomever possesses them into the realm of "cute", there is, in point of fact, no argument that can conceivably be made against the overwhelming supremacy of little bridget's radiant glory. It is a right and just thing to extend the graceful and figurative branch of pity toward she-who-will-not-be-named for having thus far fallen prey to the fantastical falsehoods so egregiously contrived by and within her degenerate mind. so sad.
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what the F was that? English or O'learish?
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