I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion.
I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times.
Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate.
I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
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By the dentist police?
You stole my thoughts Laughykate!
Maybe it'll sober her up.
I doubt it, she needs a serious intervention, but not more drama.
I hope this prompts her to get more tattoos. You know, classy ones, to match the ones she has.
could have been her year.......oh well....
And she just had that song about rehab too ... oh my.
She is out on bail...
They know she won't go far without him. And darling Blake is going nowhere.
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