Biju Pulkvedī. Paskatoties uz tur esošo publiku un it īpaši uz vīriešiem, nostiprinājās pārliecība, ka es nomiršu viena.
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Prasās pēc sīkāka izklāsta ;)
Posted by Agnese | February 17, 2008 12:40 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 12:40
nebēdā, arī kaķu tantes uz pasaules ir vajadzīgas ;)
Posted by dabbler | February 17, 2008 12:47 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 12:47
haha! lapz posts! :)Tas saucaas, neskati viiru peec cepures :).
Posted by Bea | February 17, 2008 12:59 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 12:59
Ak, tad tomēr dārgie lasītāji spēj uztvert ironiju, tas labi :)
Posted by Zane | February 17, 2008 1:08 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 13:08
ieliec savu bildi un es pateikshu vai taa buus kaa tu saki :)
Posted by Atoms | February 17, 2008 1:54 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 13:54
Atoms:
Ne dēļ savas "bildes" es nomiršu viena, bet dēļ citu "bildēm" - tā tas bija domāts.
Posted by Zane | February 17, 2008 2:02 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 14:02
Tas laikam nozīmē, ka savu sapņu princi tur vakar neatradi :D Oh well, there is always next time :P
Posted by ieva | February 17, 2008 3:16 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 15:16
Ieva:
Man i ne prātā nebija doma, ka sapņu princis varētu Pulkvedī mētāties :P
Posted by Zane | February 17, 2008 3:31 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 15:31
Nē, nu visām jau nevar veikties tā kā man :P
Posted by Ieva | February 17, 2008 5:25 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 17:25
Tu jau nu noteikti viena nemirsi! :)
Posted by Linda | February 17, 2008 5:41 PM
Posted on February 17, 2008 17:41
Varbūt Tu ne īstajā laikā uz turieni aizgāji un visi ņemamie džeki bija aizgājuši uz mierīgākām vietām :)
Posted by A_lops | February 18, 2008 10:36 PM
Posted on February 18, 2008 22:36