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200 pounds beauty!!!!

OHOHOHO!!!! TIME CHECK! 6:54AM! wooohooo!!!!!! havent slept! =D


RIGHT! under HEAVY [HEAVILY punned=D. sorry, can't help it. HAD to. =)]- right. ANYWAYS! under the heavy reccommendation of joshua low chee poon [HIAK HIAK HIAK], i decided to give the movie- 200 pounds beauty a shot when i couldn't get to slp at ard 3am =) HIAK HIAK! HOO! nice 1 lah! i liked it lyk! lyk ah... lyk... LYK ANYTHING MAN! HOHOHO!!


ALRIGHT! here's a synopsis!! =D 200 pounds beauty, revolves around a [wanna guess?? *wriggles eyebrow*] A 200 POUND BEAUTY ! HIAK HIAK HIAK! oh~! speak of surprises man! =D hoho! anyways! the main character is a girl by the name of KANG Hanna [i have no idea y KANG is CAPS-ed. =/ but the subtitles always CAP-ed it. so wth! let's go KANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *whisper: Hanna*] YUP! Hanna is a girl with a lovely voice, and this voice of hers makes up for the looks that she lacks. She uses her voice to make a living, typically, being a phone sex host [if that's what thy're called. u know da -(speaks): ooO~ wat do lyk me to b?? nurse? waitress? bunny? (reply): *muffled ramblings* (speaks again): OK! NURSE! " *wriggles eyebrows in her voice* it's time for ur shots~~ =)" YUP! u know now! yah. besides being this phone person, she is also a "behind-the-scene-vocals" for this famous singer, ie, i put the "singer" to shame =). In the process of her "understudying" the singer, she falls in LOOOOVVVVEEE ~~oooo~~~~ [sorry. =)] with the singer's producer. then somehow,



AH! er.


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DISRUPTION! UR SERVER IS UNABLE TO CONNECT TO THE WEBSITE, AS THE OWNER OF THE SITE JUST FUSED THE CONNECTION WITH HER HIGH-POWER -SUPER -SONIC- LASER-HOTNESS. NYEHAHA-


too bad. =)


sk


p/s: actually, i **xiu xiu* off to da market for some mudder daughter bonding w [guess hu again?! ] my mum lor. HOHO!





==========TO BE CONTINUED=============== (ooo coolness man! "to be continued" ooooo)

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