King Julian

I’ve known this wonderfully paranoid and beauteously charismatic person, since I was a mere two years of age. I gained lots of memories with her, and for that I thank her.
KJ and I played Peter Pan together at the age of four. I hit her over the head with a plastic frying pan, and she threw up all over the table, then making me start projectile vomiting on her. She forgave me. I think.
She gets her fabulous nickname from a rare birthmark, that graces the side of her face. It is the shape of Africa. It even has a small Madagascar on it, and what with her stunning musicality she was soon connected to her namesake, the dancing lemur king.
She love donuts, and drawing moustaches. She’s brilliant at running, but needs to practice her cello more often.

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