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Me and Matt were talking on MSN just now, and it came up about how we treasure all the crap people give us, and are really reluctant to sell this stuff, so we end up with lots of crap that we don't want to sell.
Anyway.
The story.
Once, when I was little, I suddenly burst out crying one day.
When my mummy asked "What's wrong sweetheart?" I replied
"I never wear those wellies you bought me mummy"
True.
Anyway.
The story.
Once, when I was little, I suddenly burst out crying one day.
When my mummy asked "What's wrong sweetheart?" I replied
"I never wear those wellies you bought me mummy"
True.
Mattribute wrote:
> I have seen the willies.
>
> In my dreams, however, it must be said.
>
> And they rool...
Oh dear..
> I have seen the willies.
>
> In my dreams, however, it must be said.
>
> And they rool...
Oh dear..
I have seen the wellies.
In my dreams, however, it must be said.
And they rool...
In my dreams, however, it must be said.
And they rool...
Amen, sister.
I think it's easier to just pinpoint the blame onto wellies. Bloody wellies.
Same conversation...
Matt once threatened a rabbit that 'I kill you' if it didn't come out of its hole. And, on first day of nursery, Matt got sent to the naughty chair for singing 'Smoking in the boys room'
In the same nursery, I got sent to the naughty chair for spitting on someone head when, actually, i was singing the pop tarts song from this bunk bed kinda thing
True stories
Matt once threatened a rabbit that 'I kill you' if it didn't come out of its hole. And, on first day of nursery, Matt got sent to the naughty chair for singing 'Smoking in the boys room'
In the same nursery, I got sent to the naughty chair for spitting on someone head when, actually, i was singing the pop tarts song from this bunk bed kinda thing
True stories
Cute - I think so
Yes(s).
Winnar,m,.
Me and Matt were talking on MSN just now, and it came up about how we treasure all the crap people give us, and are really reluctant to sell this stuff, so we end up with lots of crap that we don't want to sell.
Anyway.
The story.
Once, when I was little, I suddenly burst out crying one day.
When my mummy asked "What's wrong sweetheart?" I replied
"I never wear those wellies you bought me mummy"
True.
Anyway.
The story.
Once, when I was little, I suddenly burst out crying one day.
When my mummy asked "What's wrong sweetheart?" I replied
"I never wear those wellies you bought me mummy"
True.