Sometimes under the bridges of Paris, little trolls find love. When dull, greasy-hair creatures clad in black meet, it is a magical and unique love. Sometimes they grow so strong, they venture out in public for Diet Cokes and kisses, but they always go back to where they came from.
Friday, April 06, 2007
Still On: MK and Mr. Troll
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YIKES!!!!!
Michelle S.
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