In a fortnight she'll be calling you by her dead son's name
and bringing you her husband's hand-me-downs.
( Flapjack I spay a little mare for you, Fri 12 Jan 2007, 16:18, archived)

hand-me-
( Goatworrier had your mum and she was shit, Fri 12 Jan 2007, 16:19, archived)

ACE!
She sounded slightly forrin as well. Hopefully she'll cook some hideous gloop of pigshin and bready dumplings and insist I eat the whole gallon.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Fri 12 Jan 2007, 16:19, archived)

Ooh, dark.
Sorry.
( Flapjack I spay a little mare for you, Fri 12 Jan 2007, 16:21, archived)