GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Poor laurie Eggfail is a living hell. I do hope your Nana makes it all better - nothing like a lovely Gran
Incidentally, my Dad thinks I look like Nana Mouskouri.
Talking of lookalikes, I love how we all have hunky sleb-lookalike menfolk... although I notice that only mine looks like a cartoon character (Shaggy) and everyone else's resembles actual human beings. He calls me Scrappy Doo in revenge, cos I'm a bad-tempered midget. He wore a beige fleece on our first date. He never wore it again.
And talking of mens, I feel sorry for them having to do the SIAJ (spunk in a jar) - but then I remember dildocam and all the other horrible things we ladeez sometimes have to go through (like poor chEGGS stuck in hospital) and my sympathy disintegrates. Although TYF would be too shy to SIAJ, even at home, as it would mean people would know something about him (all that Astrology stuff about Scorpios being secretive is clearly guff then ).
Ladies, me and ski couldn't involve you in the emails because we were slagging off the rest of you in them.
Nah, we were just moaning about the bitch who was giving ski grief via the magic of FB messages and saying a few personal things.
Loving punches to trig (avoiding stomach area whilst noting distinct lack of gut), cosmo and vag for their cycle-nightmares, laurie for the evil R2D2, and.... ooh, lots of violence for everyone!
And a special 'pshaw!' punch in the throat to ski who clearly does not have ovarian cancer. Although I'm glad to know am not only one descending into BESH-hypochondria: I've been worrying I was born without eggs and all sorts of insanity.