Where great expectations go to die
I wish.
You don't EVEN want to know what I thought it was!!That is true love. Love = vomit or poo it can really go either way.j
You know your daughter loves you when she's kind enough to projectile vomit from your nose to your ear lobe. Love ya right back. 
I wish.
ReplyDeleteYou don't EVEN want to know what I thought it was!!
ReplyDeleteThat is true love. Love = vomit or poo it can really go either way.
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