Friday, May 02, 2008

Happy happy, joy joy.

So you've had a bit of a pants day but you're being good and not just eating crap when you get in.

Then your mother phones, she asks how you are, you tell her, she tells you not to moan to her...and then moans to you.

Pizza and beer for tea then.


(I love my mother really, I really do. But sometimes, just no.)

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