A Mind with Paper Wings
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
For the love of Great Britain, Mother!
It's just ice cream! You sound fat when you hog it and yell at me for taking a bite or two.
And then you steal MY sherbet's spot.
I think it's a proper time to call you a wench. I'm sorry.
Me saying WENCH! is the same as Monty Python knights shouting NI!
Just to get that straight.
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