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| May 27, 2004 || Pants, pants, pants... | ||||
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Urgh. I've got a cold. Therefore I'm sitting in our not so very clean living room in the middle of Thursday morning, feeling a bit crap. Phoned my boss, she told me to go back to bed. Had a cigarette (I'm smoking again, unfortunately), listened the news, had some coffee, washed my work jumper. I'm going to wash my work trousers and brush my work boots in a minute. Exciting life it is. Now here's something that would definitely give Jim a fright (he's a bloody girl when it comes to spiders):
From Go-Quiz.com |
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