So here we are at the beginning of a new year. After spending this past week reflecting on 2009, I've discovered that I was right 98% of the time, so I'm not really concerned with the other 3% when I was mistaken
..thinks some people here have the mentality of a retarded turtle. But it's nice to see that monkeys can actually type these days. I knew that £2 a month I was donating towards the RSPCA would come to some good. Keyboard monkeys. Who'da thunk it?
my husband dropped me off at work. Ten minutes later I got a text saying "I just dropped the b*tch off I'll be there in a few baby, miss you". I asked him about it he said "I don't know what you're talking about Megan". My name isn't Megan.
URGENT FACEBOOK VIRUS ALERT. An email recently went out to women asking them to post the colour of their bra. THIS IS A VIRUS. To fix it, you must remove your bra, then go to settings>Enable Webcam>Record Movie. Please re post this to your status!
When I was young I thought by 2010 that we would have personal spaceships and android boyfriends that had no feelings or emotions...I was right about the android boyfriends, but would rather have a personal spaceship!!!
I met Mr. Cadbury on Quality Street at Bournville, close to Mars in this Galaxy, the Milky Way. It was After Eight, on a Double Decker, I was feeling the Crunch as I was Bounty hunting for Kit-Kat. My stop was next, Toblerone.