+1.
I was taking a shit when I heard the news.
I thought maybe we could all get together and discuss where we were when america's rose, anna nichole smith, died on her one year anniversary.
The one thing that sticks in my mind clearer than anything else about that day was how beautiful it was that day. I woke up to a dim early morning sky that had not yet welcomed the sun but was already showing promise. The air was filled with the sounds of rustling leaves and a cool breeze blew through the trees. I remember driving home from work just after her death. The radio in the car didn't seem to make any sense and judging my the urgency of the situation I thought something had happened at home. When I got out of the car I stopped for a brief moment and looked towards the sky. The clouds were few, the sun was warming, the breeze was gentle, and so I pondered "How could anything go wrong on such a lovely day?"
hi guys
+1.
I was taking a shit when I heard the news.
I was on a plane flying back from Hawaii when the news hit.
I don't remember where I was, I didn't really care about her death.
And that's why no one remembers your birthday.
It is a year already? Damn.
I remember looking at some of her nekkid pics afterwards tho.
I watch all her porn's that come on tv in her memory.
Check out Mr. Businessman
He bought some wild, wild life
On the way to the stock exchange
He got some wild, wild life
I'm almost ashamed to have ever jerked off to Anna Nicole Smith years and years ago, because of what she became later
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