Waaaa you lot are either mad or crazy or perhaps both. Big ugly dogs don't like me, they know I'm scared of them, they can smell my anxiety so I stay away from them. Saying that, I'm going to look after a friends house and pedigreed shaggy sweet dogs for the weekend, they're nice, all I must do is walk them and pick up shit.
We had a truly funny thing on the news here this week: It was the most depressing day of the year, mid-jan, massive fuel bills, no sun.
So they decreed we ought 'love bomb': as in send a nice text or message to someone?
xL
ps: ?you actually have a Go topics place in which Ms Princess sends pig bomb messages to 'Bench' and he answers pronto? I'm flabbergasted, you lot are mental