Turning into your parents
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
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( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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You think that's bad...?
I fart like my dad...
and that's the kind of dirty bomb you do not want following you around like a brown cloud
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 19:24, 1 reply)
I fart like my dad...
and that's the kind of dirty bomb you do not want following you around like a brown cloud
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 19:24, 1 reply)
Well,
I do that also, but am too laaaaydeeeee-like to mention it.
Actually I do. Then I mutter "jesus" under my breath just like he did and move away stealthily.
( , Mon 4 May 2009, 12:43, closed)
I do that also, but am too laaaaydeeeee-like to mention it.
Actually I do. Then I mutter "jesus" under my breath just like he did and move away stealthily.
( , Mon 4 May 2009, 12:43, closed)
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