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My future is set like cheap jelly in a bowl of melted ice-cream |
Tue 22nd Oct 2002, 10:30 link |
Oh God, I think I'm turning into my mother.
Actually, I think I'm turning into your mother, which is slightly worrying since you've just been staring at my breasts, you sick mother-boob-staring-at pre-vert.
Now tidy your room. |