MY FRIEND STEPHANY

A Strange Place

MY FRIEND STEPHANY

Fish in a bowl

Above is a picture of stephanny and her sister Stef.

She is a really great friend. We go bowling, sun bathing, rock climbing, gri-gri-ing, cooking, learning, cross dressing, 稻草人拿到-ing and film-watching together regularly, almost once a day and once a night.

The only annoying thing about him is his odd little feet and hands; I really wish she'd use some more soap when she washes them. It is simply very unpleasant having to hoover my room every morning.

Alas, the end is nigh. But don't worry because it won't always be big.

Oh music! How I adore you!

You bring life to the dead soul,

and suck death from the hole of tranqullity!

Oh music, how I adore you!

That was a rather stunning.

For Cack's Sake come hither!

Wow, is not she (Stef-bella-don-natelatio) a wonderous kid- ja! ja! ja! See-man, sailor, jajaja!

Here is a poem steffffanny wrote for me, since she calls me Tri-Tri as a nickname:

Oh Snapman, Radiohead fan!
Oh Snapman, The One!
Please don't go! (x2)
Oh Snapman, firey fly!
Oh Snapman, yes and great!
Please don't go! (x2)

Here a second work lies therein:

No, when you sleep,

You'll suffer for what you did,

When,

You,

Hello says the owl, in the dark scary tranquality of the midnight noon,

Hello sayseth she, Hello;

But!

There, hark, I see it! A ray of hope,

...for love indeed transcends the problem of translations.

So, translate.

YOU ARE A FILTHY SODOMITE! GET OUT HITHER!