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[Aug. 16th, 2010|09:03 am] |
Sindre and I are back. Yay for beds that aren't in motels. Boo for work. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|10:07 am] |
Daddy?
We have got to talk about getting you some normal swimwear. I'm blind now. I can't see. YOU HAVE RUINED MY EYES WOOOOOES AND LAMENTATIONS! |
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|11:52 am] |
RING RING LIAM CALLING!
I've a quick questy for the lot of yous around here. Have you ever been taking a lovely little jog 'round the block and run 'cross a box of puppies?
Say then, that these puppies is very young ones. They haven't been weaned or nothing, like. And then you bring them homes, get some puppy milk stuffs for them and feeds them and start to become like the surrogate papa of these wiggly little beasts. And then they start growing and getting weaned and then you wind up getting them paper trained, then wind up having these perfectly housebroken little wiggly monsters all over your flat?
What do you do in that case, pray tell?
As I do believe I may soon be in the presence of six rather time intensive basset dogs before long.
Right, that's me solution as well.
FREE PUPPIES! POST HERE IF YOU WANT ONE. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|08:26 pm] |
Note to self: do not surprise youngest daughter with lunch at her place of work. I've seen some freaky nasty shit in my life, but ugh, the insides of people are... ugh, ew ew ew.
Anniegirl, you'd better be doing something normal. |
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