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i know! :D

i didn't wake up this morning. i'm off work at the moment so have chosen to wake in the p.m. suckers. :p

jessie james

no, unfortunately he's just an idiot. (he's 21)

my brother named our current dog 'boy dog'.

Diefenbaker

this would make you gay ;)

:confused:i've a feeling your thinking of the models who wear the trousers and one button jacket with nothing underneath it.... you see that doesn't happen in real life!:rolleyes:

suits are a complete waste of money. Just buy on black trousers suit with a matching pencil skirt (a per Roxy's suggestion) and then work around it with nice shoes, tops, hair stuff etc. and try to stay away from dry clean only stuff as it's a complete waste of time. girl i know in work is...

no, that was my second cousin twice removed... he's a prick!:eek:

heheh..that is soo true! :) (incidentally, i don't have four legs, a really long neck, huge teeth or a long wooly coat in real life)

and then there were two... NME Ireland

tough luck there tripoli, sorry to hear about it. I'm sure you couldn't have found a better way to spend the E90 alright but to try look on the bright side and all, at least you got away unharmed and they didn't try pull a knife or surynge or something on you... you'll have your new cards and...

wholegrain mustard or Ballymaloe Relish

yeah sour milk reekes...oh wait :rolleyes:

does she do it to warm them up? not a bad idea....

and it snowed fucking loads that year! we haven't had a decent snow in years...

5 years of nagging, trust me on this one. The pony was a year and half old and cost 250 pounds(a decent pony costs at least a grand)... and as i mentioned before, was mental.

Just so ye know, there's an equally delicious Pig and Heifer deli on Amien st. beside the Subway. and No it's no more expensive than o'briens or munchies, sandwich and a can for around a fiver. also they give free fruit... :)

hey, my poor dad put up with 5 years of my nagging! 5 years!... damn i was persistent kid... anyways, it one of the only advantages of growing up on a farm in the middle of nowhere. as far as my dad was concerned, it was just like another calf.