It's quite a funny story about an idiotic woman who is probably also fat and works with children/the elderly/in the police. I think you should all read it. She reckons it goes quite well with my previous gun-related post.
As a consequence of reading said story, I am now going to be going to the toilet with my gun. And sleeping with it too. Loaded, of course. And cocked. Strictly platonic, mind....
Our walls are only plaster-board. Poor neighbours. Might be good for making peep-holes, though!
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and you pretend it wasn't you the first time..
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