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Because why not? I do it all the time. Pretty much whenever it's too cold to pee my pants. I just don't photograph myself and tweet the photo and, "pee pee on the street. PoPo come n get me if u can find meeee. I blame traffik." I guess we're just different that way.
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Malene’s interests and hobbies include Schadenfreude, sci-fi and fantasy (good and bad alike), hilarious hair pieces, age-inappropriate celebrity crushes, messed-up starlets, waiting for the next Star Trek movie, hating Björk, creative profanity, disobedient robots, fake celebrity relationships, post-apocalyptic dread, singing super-villains, baseball, David Beckham (but only when he keeps his mouth shut), vampires and knitting tiny sweaters for her seven cats. That’s not true. Maybe.
Pass the pees please. Thank you. You're welcome.
Posted by: Leon Arp | April 26, 2012 at 12:23 PM