
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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I was sitting on the floor in my friend's house drinking squash.
Her baby is nearly 1 and is at that really cute stage where she can walk a bit but still topples over a lot, and make cute noises but not actually talk.
So I was on the floor, minding my own business when cute baby comes over, arms out like she wants a cuddle. I go all soppy at this sight and allow her to climb onto my lap.
Where she proceeds to grab my cup and drink my yummy beverage...
Note to self: Do not trust baby cuteness again, it is just a ploy to steal my drink...
( , Wed 23 Apr 2008, 19:02, 1 reply)

But this time make sure it has some tequila in it.
( , Wed 23 Apr 2008, 21:47, closed)
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