OK, so now I'm wondering how you know what aniseed flavoured sperm is like
I am having bizarre evening. I noticed odd bruises on my arm earlier after my bath, then it took me 5 minutes to locate my implant. I have no idea what I was thinking had happened to it (I think I thought it had moved into a stange place, not that sputniks nappy aliens had come and taken it) but it wasn't where I thought it usually was. (DS2 is a sod for leaning on his elbows on my arm in bed) Honest, I'm not mad.
Had to laugh earlier. Some misguided individual was delivering flyers for the bastards place DH worked for when baggins was born. I have never seen such a bad flyer in my life. I'm not perfect, but I can get the namme of the street where my house is right, and I know that "enterrainment" is not what people go to pubs for, not to mentionthe grammatical erroes (and that I don't enough about to find fault usually). Only 2 months and they should be gone...