Ah, K-Fed, we hardly knew ye. This'll be my last K-Fed post. I can't help it. The stuff writes itself. Don't get up in my Grill!
Well, now I can grow back my Mullet
Can You Say Vanilla Ice?
-K. Federline-Spears
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2 comments:
I don't know what I love best about your sweet celeb haiku. The fact that your dish is always minty fresh and current? Or that you always bring the goods within the strict confines of the haiku rule?
Yes, my guidelines on Haiku, you could say, are very Draconian.
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