(pictured Hanna Montana on his show for children)
Hello, I am Miley Cyrus, the daughter of a talented little overrated Cyrus Billy Rey * (Christian country singer).
As you can see, after years of hard work at Disney, I finally learned to move in showbiz. Even though I was only a child, Mickey & Associates inseganto I have so many things. I owe them the luck of my character Hanna Montana. In particular, I am very grateful to Goofy. I still remember with emotion all the time in which the dear Goofy was in my dressing room after spending 5 minutes to teach me the right pose, how to move and how to use your mouth. Premature Ejaculation that tender.
and Donald Duck? He taught me to use his zeppole in talking, which always proves very useful when I want to give me a tune with the record companies. He, too, often came to visit me in the dressing room. Certainly at the beginning it made me a little 'uncomfortable. I mean, he was duckling, the number two of Disney. And never wore pants. How we used to laugh after anal sex.
Not to mention the old Uncle Scrooge and his erotic sets to get me dressed as Donald Trump. Archimedes and his mechanized dildo, Gaston, Ciccio, Horace, Clarabelle (that bitch!) Here and Quo (Here is attended with sideburns), Peter wooden leg (guess which one), The Beagle Boys ... Ah what memories.
My only regret is not being well beaten by Mickey Mouse. Not that he did not want. But that Minnie has always put in the middle. Dava literally mad. Once, just because Mickey Mouse had brought me a cup of hot milk (I think it was hot milk) made him an absurd scene and was even cut off an ear. Poor Mickey, if only it had been more careful and had not done caught in bed with Pocahontas, maybe now would be in the still angry at the bird.
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shame that Bill Hicks died so prematurely, he had half a mind which I was not bad ...
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