Sunday, 9 September 2007
"Oi, Justin", I'd say, "Justin, NO!"
I was watching a bit of music television before work and I have been damaged irrevocably. I was subjected to some eXtreme close ups of Justin Timberlake. If ever I need proof there is no god, it is wrapped up somewhere in the genetic code of Justin's supreme pogliness.
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