Durr, VAG, of course I packed the Desperate Romantics lads. They're just here in this crate... oh. Does, um, anyone have any water and saline solution? I forgot to feed them. Well, I likes my men skinny. More for me (although less of each)
House is sulking in the cellar. Tried to escape but I took away his stick
BTW, Cunty, my brother's birthday is at the start of July and he's never suffered at school. And he was the biggest in his year and the most insanely popular person ever. Whereas Runty McWeirdosons here was born near the start of the school year and had no such luck
And as a practically-Hallowe'en baby, everyone forgets your birthday cos it's in half term but then they come round your house trick or taking the piss treating and expecting sweets! Cheek of it.
It's not true that we Scorpios bear grudges
Cameltoe are you fucking accusing me of not cunting swearing, you motherfucking bastard? Bollocks.
Am in the twilight zone (do-do, do-do) of TTC: CD8 so nowt happening and am enjoying the calm before the storm. And not worrying myself about crap like eating soft goat's cheese and the powerplate at the gym, etc.