Sexy chat in writting
Big Bopper88: I know enough to get PAPER Timmie: what? Big Bopper88: What do you guys use for money in Holland? Timmie: oh Timmie: we use Euros Timmie: like the German, French, Spanish Big Bopper88: okay wait Big Bopper88: you guys can’t all use the same money Big Bopper88: then you’d have to use the same wallets Timmie: eh..
Timmie: no Timmie: youcan look it up Big Bopper88: where?
Timmie: no not that Big Bopper88: no the doctor said I had it Timmie: I mentit about cooking in US Timmie: but having diabetes isn’t that hard right?
Big Bopper88: nah, it’s kewl Big Bopper88: if u had 1 million bucks what would u buy?
Timmie: I know lot of diabetes Big Bopper88: you can’t buy lots of diabetes, you just get it Timmie: i know Timmie: I ment I know a lot about diabetes Big Bopper88: if u had 1 million bucks what would u buy?
My children are about 9 to 10-years old when they start cursive handwriting. They should learn all the letter forms on the chart before writing in cursive in notebook pages.
Molly Hallock Foote met her romantic friend Helena in New York in 1868 and they planned to live together, until Helena got married to someone else.Big Bopper88: it’s sooo good Timmie: The same as dutch people? Timmie: I don’t know if there is a difference Timmie: unless you think that the bread of the french are baguettes..Big Bopper88: bread is soo soft Timmie: haha okay Big Bopper88: I bet if you jump from airplanes low enough and land on a big bread you’d live and not die Timmie: can I ask you something? Big Bopper88: ask it Timmie: what do you know about the world?Timmie: no Timmie: I’m15 Big Bopper88: why do u want to be a pilot?Timmie: no Big Bopper88: dats kewl Timmie: that I don’t want to be a pilote? Timmie: spaghetti Big Bopper88: that has to suck, having to go to italy from holland to get it Timmie: hahahaha Timmie: I can make it in Holland Timmie: you can make spaghetti in America too Big Bopper88: How do you make spaghetti? meat, spaghetti sauce Timmie: and spaghetti ofcourse Big Bopper88: dats kewl Timmie: can’t you cook?