My mum just sent me this:Are you available to come to a charity pancake competition tonight?the organisers have the pans and the ingredients, they just need a tosser...It was sent on tuesday but only now it came through as my phones been off
Well she was certainly texting a tosser.
I heard she also txt it to you...
She is not allowed to text me anymore after I got the injunction out to stop her stalking me.
......i shot my batter all over your mum DONG........wouldnt be able to make pancakes out of it though.....well not really.
Thats ok dan i had to use the flour to find your mothers wet spot.....
SO wrong and yet so funny.
A bit like life
and when you found it was it wet? Or dry like a un-lubed cat flap?
getting even worse.....
I appreciate your honesty Xenu. If only all humans were as transparent as your good self.
Back to my predicament, I did it anyway as I also don't give a shit.
One day it will all pay off, of...
Clingfilmed a pair of large organics ones last night, I fucking loves it I does.
I love fucking.
I don't have any money. So I'm resorting to selling stuff, got a Thomson stem and seat post up for sale first, anyone interested before I pop them on eBay?
How very 'eats shoots and leaves'.