My friensd because we were troing rocks to things like tables chairs and more things that they didn't worck but that was in Mexico and we were troing rocks to things that they didn't work then I say I was goin down for finish with someting withe a table then I think that smoone tall me to move and I dind't her and the rock hit me in the head. The o ther lesson that I lean is when my dad when he tall me that I verer have the control of the bike and that I su post to have the face in the top for like that I don't crash.
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HAHAHAHA....KE UR STORY ABOUT DA ROCKS.....
jajaja wath u are bad kid porke le tiravas rocas..
I don't understand nothing about you say Angel
jajajaja you mess up really you are bad.......♥♀
Adrian was here..!!!
happy Ms.Harding?
i like your hair
Do you have a scar on your head from the rock?
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