meet hammy-dee

"morning" hammy-dee said
"morning. i've got a birthday gift yesterday" said i
"where?!" she got all excited

i digged through my secret compartment and pulled it out.

"waaaaaaaahhhhh" hammy-dee gave a long answer.
"but im not gonna open it, yet" i interrupted her 'wahhhhh'
"chey, friend gave you? girl right?" hammy-dee said



meet hammy-dee. she's the more hard core gamer than i am. she's the one who plays my sims2 excessively. she's the one who takes care of my tamagotchi connections 4. she plays what i play. but more. ho ho.

the last time i got angry at her was when i was secretly reading her sms.
"you wanna meet up and do hanky-panky?" some dude sent to her. bahh

like what the hell? i'll smack that bastard.
my sis and i are close. we share secrets together and thats fun.
we talk bout anything under the sun. except for relationships.
we both dont dig that.
and oh, if you still aint got it figured out, hammy-dee is my younger sis.

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