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Plimsole |
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Wed 31st Oct 2001, 17:50 link |
| Are the goolies gonna getcha? *eerie ghost noises* Woooooooooo. Well tonight is going to be interesting, oh and I forgot to mention; 'fun'. All the little brats will be out in force blackmailing you so that they don't trash your house, nice. My Mum never let me go trick-or-treating, she claimed that it was a (bizarre) form of begging, this obviously has emotionally scarred me, and as such I have set up several boobie traps around the garden. (Isn't it strange that the word; 'boobie' has no real connection to boobs? hmmm....)
Today I have decided that a bit of 'Save Ferris' in the car solves all, oh yeah, and a cool, big, fat, pink moon that is so close you could almost touch it. So, if you have also had a crap day, you now know what to do, go on, fill ya boots. |
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