...yeah, your toaster isn't fixed yet. Funny story, actually - just the other day I needed it to batter a judge's head in. You see, I was cornered by this judge and his 7 stone great dane. Of course, the dog backed off when the judge went down.
I think my mattress is raping me in my sleep.
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
Go West, Fred.
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Oh God, not bloody Fred West again. lol
He is like my least favourite murderer.
You best believe he's back.
Bigger, badder, and with more bodies buried underneath his patio than ever before!
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