*TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING*
“What the ………!”
I sat bolt upright in bed and then remembered that I had a very important interview with Uma Thurman about why an ageing git was so attractive to goddesses.
I jumped out of bed forgetting that I’d parked my skateboard there in case I needed a quick getaway.
I scooted across the bedroom and managed to avoid the antlers of the stuffed deer’s head on the wall. Whooping with triumph, I got my wheels tangled up on yesterday’s undercrackers and flew headlong into the door ………
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Stumble It!
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‘Nurse!….time to up his meds….’
I have a nasty suspicion that things might get worse as the week progresses.
[Looking forward to work then? ........]
oh blimey.. I can bearly contain the excitement for the week ahead….
[I can bearly contain the excitement for the week ahead... lol]
You will reach heights that you’ve only dreamed about – skirting board level at least ………
that high??? My word!!
I have two words for you TG – justifiable homicide
Good plan …… I’m with you all the way …….
I see that your stories are not improving. However, es ist gut to see no llama in this one.
We must count our blessings ……… apparently
Day ONE? Is this a disasster series?….or a series of disassters? You have a stuffed deer’s head on the wall in your bedroom? I bet he has some good stories to tell… Why does this place confuse me so much?????
Because you are a stuffed toy and should be just sitting on a shelf in silence ……… [some hope]
yesterdays undercrackers should be in the laundry basket. That way you will hit the basket at top speed and at least one of Newtons Laws will come into effect with interesting consequences.
You’re right Archie …… I must sort out my domestic arrangements ……… Newton’s Balls and all that …..
I set up a ensemble sort of soups that check out terrific, and can be made in big batches and frozen.
Is there any interest?
Karrie – what is this? – confuse a DP Day? – it’s working!