Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
(, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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When A noise that sounded like Satan coughing up hair balls erupted from her front bottom mid coitus , and later that day she started painting upsidedown crosses on her wall ... I called it a day then with good reason .
(, Fri 22 Jul 2005, 20:00, Reply)
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