MN is rubbish!!

[alfiescottsmummy]

I think that you lot are really uncaring and ignorant. I have read a thread where nearly all the mums have maybe a young girl feel unwanted and then went on to bitch about it.

I hope that your children become young parents so you know how it feels because you have some sort of problem with it. I think that use need to get a life and think about others. why not have a young parent section?

If it would help a lot of young parents relate to each other.

I think you all need to have a good look in the mirror.

OH by the way I love NETMUMS and the tickers

By rights I should slouch off to the huns cupboard now, as I'm watching the Big Brother Final.

Babycham and Wotsits are on me.

Go then Boo. We'll always have Brrush.

God I love a thread like these :o

Plinkety brief encounter piano music playing...

I come bearing peanut M&Ms, 8p sausage sarnies, and some tea served in my finest charity shop china. Can I join?

Boob? Could it really be you?

Oh. No then.

It is, it is, I've got my boobs out on the bus again and everything!

If we're OLD and in the cupboard, surely a BabyCham wouldn't go amiss?

Now I'm perplexed.

Was that me?

Which cupboard am I in?

When it comes right down to it, aren't we all - in some sense - in the same cupboard?

The cupboard of LIFE????

Well was it you?
We are not all in the cupboard of life. Some of us are in the Dresser of Despair

The Dresser of Despair is - in fact - encompassed within the Cupboard of Life.

Along with the Sideboard of Uncertainty and the Occasional Table of Doubt.

And the Wardrobe of Doom!

Yes, much have I been inconvenienced by the Wardrobe of Bad Choices and the Pantry of Self-doubt.

How about the Bookcase of Sexual Antics? That should liven things up

Everytime I go into my kitchen, the Platerack of Terror tries to catch my eye.
But I'm onto its tricks

Butlers' Pantry of Dragonbutter Perversity.

Oh this dragonbutter is haunting me tonight. Will have to google it.

Tippychooks - NOOOOOOOO

I know. I did it before and I know it's awful but I've forgotten what it is.
Someone whisper the gist to me or I'll have to.

I can't hear you Tippychooks la la lala