Either you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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A bat flew into her room, and somehow - somehow - ended up in her potty.
She reported to mum and dad "There's a poo in my potty ... and it's moving!"
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 17:03, 3 replies)
Ohhh...dear me...ohhhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Ahh, childhood phobias.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 18:06, closed)
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