I dunno..!
My hungover head just thought that 'Trailer Trash' would be her ideal brand....I'll get back to bed! :o)
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Thu 1 Jan 2009, 10:46,
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What and no pig?
You have a hangover; that demands sliced swine!
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Thu 1 Jan 2009, 10:48,
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sliced?
that's for girls!
my pig is on a spit in the living room!
I occasionally break off a limb.... AND the fried eggs have the beginnings of feathers!
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Thu 1 Jan 2009, 10:52,
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my pig is on a spit in the living room!
I occasionally break off a limb.... AND the fried eggs have the beginnings of feathers!
You girl!
I just wrestled a wild boar to the ground and started chewing. The eggs I stole off an eagle whilst I was dangling my love spuds in it mouth and calling it's mum a duck!
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Thu 1 Jan 2009, 11:20,
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Eagle's eggs? How dainty!
My eggs were from the Australasian Fighting Ostrich {punchup punchup}, and the soldiers I dipped in them were all members of the 1st Gurkha Rifles!
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Thu 1 Jan 2009, 11:42,
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Ha!
That's a mere snack! I beat up the space/time continum until it would take me back in time where I supped of T rex I'd strangled with my foreskin.
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