miishi, is the woman!! it was so great
to see you here in vegas...lol it was
nice of you to leave the rock ;) You
are always so much fun, and always so
sweet...even though you tried to be
sneaky, haha, its all good because you
always have the best intentions. we'll
go out when I come home ;) oh and
sister woman, I love your hair!
this lady has class, and all the sass!
that hair, the short skirts, and
slippahs! just sing her a song over the
phone and loose her forever! mmmhmmm,
drink the juice!
like an ancient asian empress from some
bygone era, princess miishi is the
epitome of grace. unless she's drunk
off her ass and trippin on her kamaboko
slippers or puking next on the street
in front of some mansion on hawaii loa
ridge. even while steering her boat of
a sedan through the streets of honolulu
in her aviator glasses, she leaves in
her wake a trail of style and cigarette
smoke. you can bet your kool's this
bitch's got more mojo than your left
nut, and she ain't 'fraid to show it.
*insert hair flip here* bitches bow
down; you're in the presence of
greatness.
to see you here in vegas...lol it was
nice of you to leave the rock ;) You
are always so much fun, and always so
sweet...even though you tried to be
sneaky, haha, its all good because you
always have the best intentions. we'll
go out when I come home ;) oh and
sister woman, I love your hair!
ME! are you even in dur grrl? whea you stay?
we can go to the mai tai bar.
finally! PAU HANA!
should be here experiencing life with me...i
am missing you beautiful.
kajukempo back flipz!!! *hic-cup*
dipping you...............
that hair, the short skirts, and
slippahs! just sing her a song over the
phone and loose her forever! mmmhmmm,
drink the juice!
that? cheeeeeeeeeeeee-Hoo!
bygone era, princess miishi is the
epitome of grace. unless she's drunk
off her ass and trippin on her kamaboko
slippers or puking next on the street
in front of some mansion on hawaii loa
ridge. even while steering her boat of
a sedan through the streets of honolulu
in her aviator glasses, she leaves in
her wake a trail of style and cigarette
smoke. you can bet your kool's this
bitch's got more mojo than your left
nut, and she ain't 'fraid to show it.
*insert hair flip here* bitches bow
down; you're in the presence of
greatness.