Greg was friends with both Throb and Simon Roberts. He wasn't known as a slack-arse only for spending so much time as a bloody student y'know. Hence my delight at finding tightening cream for him.
Which reminds me of a recent story. Emily was trying to go to the toilet...
Emily: "Mummy, my poo's square"
Fiona: "What do you mean, it's square?"
Emily: "It won't come out of my bottom"
Fiona: "You just have to push harder"
Emily: "It's alright for you mummy, I've only got a little bottom!"
:')
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I'm pretty sure people were taught shame in the 60s, except maybe the hippies. And if people weren't guilty of stuff, why did prisons exist in that decade? Or were they planning for the 70s?
I don't understand what's smile-worthy about asking for pics of a 5 year old on the toilet. Pervy, yes; creepy, most definitely; but smile-worthy? Nah.
bastard by name bastard by nature
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Pictures of cute kids doing some cooking is one thing, asking someone for a picture of his 5 year old daughter trying to take a shit is something else entirely.
MrTrentIf Feds call you and say something bad on me, it may prove what I said are truth, they are afraid of it.
There's nothing wrong with a bit of paisley, in moderation. I have a very nice paisley shirt from zara, back print on a white shirt, which gets many an appreciative comment whenever i where it.
MrTrentIf Feds call you and say something bad on me, it may prove what I said are truth, they are afraid of it.
