Oh dear Timmy. You knew what would happen if you pissed yourself again didn't you? Didn't you? You know what Grandpa said he'd do next time you wet yourself in public like this don't you? Come on Timmy, I know you remember.
You'd have to choppy choppy Timmy's pee-pee.
I'll get the scissors.
Monday, 8 December 2008
Lesson Learned
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Is that how girls come to be?
Why yes.
Those inferior creatures began their paths as disobedient micturating toddlers?
I thought as much.
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