I once witnessed my best friend savaged near to death by a flock of rampant killer sheep.
It's a kill-or-be-killed world out there and poor Steve Irwin never made it back alive. Tell us your tales of survival.
(, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 14:45)
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It used to be Deborah.
EDIT - and stop lying CHCB, we know that girls just express the slight fragrance of lavender occasionally when they want to freshen the room.
(, Mon 28 Apr 2008, 16:49, Reply)
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