House Guests
"Last week," Ungersven confesses, "I vomited over almost everything in a friend's spare room. The only thing to escape the deluge was the rather attractive (alas engaged) French girl who was sharing the bed with me." Tell us about nightmare guests or Fred West-a-like hosts.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
"Last week," Ungersven confesses, "I vomited over almost everything in a friend's spare room. The only thing to escape the deluge was the rather attractive (alas engaged) French girl who was sharing the bed with me." Tell us about nightmare guests or Fred West-a-like hosts.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
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It's not all bad.
On Saturday my place was left devestated, like a localised hurricane had torn through the place betwen the hours of midday and 3pm.
Everything that could be out of place, was out of place.
My fridge was even turned upside down.
The neighbors cat was scared to cross my garden.
It left me shattered, exhausted, ready to collapse
I always feel like that when my four year old niece leaves.
And I wouldn't change her for the world.
( , Thu 13 Jan 2011, 12:51, Reply)
On Saturday my place was left devestated, like a localised hurricane had torn through the place betwen the hours of midday and 3pm.
Everything that could be out of place, was out of place.
My fridge was even turned upside down.
The neighbors cat was scared to cross my garden.
It left me shattered, exhausted, ready to collapse
I always feel like that when my four year old niece leaves.
And I wouldn't change her for the world.
( , Thu 13 Jan 2011, 12:51, Reply)
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