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Thursday, June 30, 2011

Abdullah ...bonda always miss you



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Clock Tower in Prague..amazzing























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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Tour Boat ............Prague
















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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Prague Castle............My Prince Charming











I'm looking for a man, a prince of a man. He


doesn't have to be knockout gorgeous like

the one who bedazzled Cinderella, nor does

he have to be as tall, dark or handsome as

any typical fairy-tale man.

He doesn't necessarily have to be athletic,

there will be no need for him to climb a tall

tower on braided hair, swing from vines tree

to tree, nor fight his way through briars to kiss

me on the lips.

He doesn't have to be a giant but he must be

a few feet taller than the tallest seventh dwarf,

or at least as tall as two of them combined.



I'm looking for a man, one who's as hot as a

gingerbread man fresh out of the oven. He

must possess more fashion sense than

Robin Hood yet have his good aim, especially

in bed. And while in bed, he can howl like a

wolf if he wants to, but I better never find him

dressed up in my grandmother's clothes.

It would be okay if he chose to live life a

little dangerously, but he must possess

enough sense to know when not to sit on a

wall and fall and break his head.

In all instances he must be able to look me

in the eye and tell me the truth and not

make me have to chant, Liar, liar, pants on

fire while his nose grows longer inch by inch.

If he eats my bowl of porridge he has to be

able to fess up and I never want to have to

ask him, Who's been sleeping in my bed?

He must have his wits about him and have

enough common sense to know whether he's

wearing a new set of clothes or is in fact,

butt naked.

It's okay if he lets off a little steam now and

then, but he can't be a bully and must never

huff and puff, cigarettes.

IYou meet the above qualifications, My Prince Richard Hutter might

have the chance to live happily ever after.

The End.




Do you love me..love with all your heart and soul.

Love,

Noor
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