Losing it
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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You showed him Rory.
Someday a real rain is going to come and wash all the whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick and venal off the board. Someday, but until that day Rory's all we've got.
( , Thu 28 Jul 2011, 6:40, closed)
Someday a real rain is going to come and wash all the whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick and venal off the board. Someday, but until that day Rory's all we've got.
( , Thu 28 Jul 2011, 6:40, closed)
That's worrying.
If you squint it looks a little like Amy W(h)inehouse.
( , Thu 28 Jul 2011, 0:23, closed)
If you squint it looks a little like Amy W(h)inehouse.
( , Thu 28 Jul 2011, 0:23, closed)
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