Pete gibbers about chillis and computer. Couldn’t figure out which category to put it in, so it goes in Goo.
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Seppy still hangs around our garden, cleaning self on the fencepost, or leaving parcels of shit on the lawn, or on the edge of the patio. She’s also taken to sleeping on our garden table. Wild horses wouldn’t have any … Continue reading
The iPod is now open for advice.
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(Follows on from here) The layer of green goo is now about an inch thick, forming a luxurious yet moist carpet. I had to park my car over in that corner yesterday morning. I opened the door and put my … Continue reading
I wish I could just shave it all off.
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Talk like a pirate day
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Need not be read by boys. Except for those sorts of boys.
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Who Is Seppy?
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