《Incorrect Heathers Songs {Completed}》Beautiful
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September 1, 1989.
In the diary:
I think I am a good person, I think they all say, this is the first day of last year.
Do they want to see all the kids and you know what happened?
Eyes tired nerd prostitutes!
Little, happy, happy, playing lip're hip paper puzzles or hunting.
Geek! Puta! Fel Castle!
Singing and singing
Laughing, laughing,
Eating bread, eating bulbul bread!
Bull Dyke! Incredible Geperut!
After creating perfume with me
We grow up and become a trigger. Welcome to my school
After a few days is not the college education is thunder we have.
White!
If I do not die in June, college bottles will become paradise
So, I know life knows great things
If we go, we can still change
We will be beautiful...
(A PREPPY STUD knocks a HIPSTER DORK to the floor.)
Ow!
Not at this time
Aloha, good?
The dead, calcium
Homo sapiens! Homo sapiens! Homo sapiens!
Harvard University card
After Deyuku weak or brown
Let the Nord Nordic whore will be better
To get out, to get different Ivy walls, do not lose sight of the dream of French coffee
(VERONICA jostles RAM SWEENEY.)
Be careful
Please check the invitation to fight and throw in the fire
(RAM upends VERONICA'S lunch tray.)
Ooooops
Ram Sweeney, after the eighth year of the third year of lunch, we have a great deal.
What did you say to me?
No
I know you know
I'm the life that we know we are the beautiful
Thing back is very familiar with the beautiful prayer, gold, the best way to gold!
(MARTHA approaches.)
Hello...Martha Dunnstock.
Hi
(MARTHA helps VERONICA pick up her tray.)
Martha Oh Masa Dan do my best friend in the diapers
We are in the film evening?
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Yes, this is Zippy Pop's details, I borrowed the princess.
By another person? Do not you remember now? I, I'm happy ending'm stupid
Martha Dnpruk Honnnnnk quarterback
(KURT KELLY knocks the tray from MARTHA'S hands.)
Kurt Kelly's burden, can one say that he is a wise man is a kind of high football nano?
Hey! Please choose now.
Sorry, do you really talk to me?
Yes, I want to know you have to choose, my friend, waiting for college, gas station service is where?
Anders
(Variously)
A dear diary: Why
Do you hate me?
Why can not I beat?
Why is my behavior such a discovery?
(VERONICA: Why not?)
Why do not you go with me?
You wonder why?
Why do I sleep?
(VERONICA: Why)
So, someone gave me a sign
That I kissed someone to fix
I saved me
I hope
I win!
(The three HEATHERS enter.)
Headings, headings and headings!
Are the headlines, but they are all above.
Headings, headings and headings!
Application In Heather McNamara. The title is clearly not the sale of a diamond engagement ring, but the return of the mother.
Headings, headings and headings!
As the title and subject, I title, head is the Duke of Heath Calendar is not what, the topic that you deformed the load is applied to the head of your father.
Headings, headings and headings!
I'm Heather Chandler. Power.
Headings, headings and headings!
I do not care about me and do not get angry
They are stuck, Teflon: No smoking, out of trouble. I want to give it all. I want to be a friend to you.
I want to be your lover
It is okay
When I sit on the table, the kids will find it
Very beautiful
I will make them better
Very beautiful
Yes, take Heather, take a photo of the abandoned warehouse and paste it into the mouse.
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(VERONICA enters the girls' bathroom.
HEATHER CHANDLER and MCNAMARA are watching HEATHER DUKE vomit into a toilet.)
Gladys Heath because his family-run health care is 87 years old.
May need to consider Dr.
Yes, heath, maybe I want it
Ah, heath and heath.
(HEATHER DUKE vomits.)
Title You may have not heard any vomit. You did not feel good with the lesson.
(VERONICA scribbles on a piece of paper.)
Heyeth did not feel good and helped him
Without a password you are not, detained for a week.
In fact, we are all in the room of Mrs. Fleming. The Commission
Believes that I was in a hurry when you wanted to leave.
This is a great fake
Veronika Soyer. I want to bless.
It's a blessing?
Sit at the table and have lunch. If you think you will only do it once, say it should only be used once, leave it before giving the answer. I pay attention to information, permission, absenteeism.
Cooking recipe?
Shut down!
A terrible terrible, heather
(HEATHER CHANDLER inspects VERONICA'S face.)
To the obese, no good skeleton structure.
Symmetry Take the knife of your flesh in the middle of your skull. I am fine with socks, very important,
Of course you can lose a few pounds.
You know, you know?
This is a nice mask
Probably the radiation on your lips, on the right track
Please make the girl red again
I need a box and 4 brushes
Is it beautiful?
Is it beautiful?
Is it beautiful?
It looks beautiful. Okay?
Okay!
(Another day, another hellish lunch.)
Just me, otaku!
I have no problem -
You will die in 15 years!
I can not move you! Exit, profane!
what did I do with them?
Who can survive?
I can not fly
I guess I'm dead!
Who is Heath?
Wow... title, title, title...
and other
Title, title, title ...
I have a son
and title, title, title ...
Veronica?!
Veronica? Veronica? Veronica?
(THE HEATHER part, revealing a smoking hot VERONICA who has been given a make-over.)
(Variously)
You know, you know
Life is beautiful Your dream, your prayers
Your way
How the wheel feels like hell
Oh my god, this is beautiful
I'm beautiful
And It was a beautiful day Flick
Heath ... Veronica!
Heather! Heather!
Heath ... Veronica!
Veronica! Veronica!
Veronica! Veronica! Veronica!
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