i have four pictures in my hand. the name i do not call shall pack their belongings and return home. here we go..
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYrgLlLL3V7n7JHJ9IcWno_K0ODeg9WHINdmDk6fTFqRHe8L2ilBHMBuWszQ5qUEyDnDY5IsLTy1lGbFO3u0hs13M6hf3BDl15iu2JnzFys_bO3HAg1saL63dGaVm_CzQObiNGC3nejlU/s320/dressing4.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV0noFft6qFrC7Qq-qQP3egkMWk5zrBRRqJXzjSCcTQBmK3Thqx91_8CkX6_ChWgSFDZMSCg4ZtFnPCjijmFf4wABN_FJqf2IDwz82Ruct1PKZ-iMPxeu-5ICMupCAEJ3id9X-Efv2egA/s320/dressing3.jpg)
congratulashon, you still running towards becoming lumut's next top model. *smile*
as I walk away, tyra turns to the judges and she whispered,
"what? for real?! why only her pictures? how did you guys judge?!"
then nigel said,
"she treated me ayamku. i couldnt resist."
tyra turns to miss Jay, and he answered this:
"she bought me a chicken from Chicken Wing."
tyra hits her head repeatedly.
I AM KIDDING!
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