I'm totally serious - life is something like a box of Cracker Jacks - we spend the whole time trying to get at the prize, so we dump all the cracker jacks out and we get the prize but find that its not what we expected, and it possibly breaks; then we want the crackers jacks back but its too late because they're all over the ground and inedible
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the monkey says hello, he remembers you fondly . . .
can you ever forgive me?
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...please sex me up good.
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well . . . erm, speaking on behalf of the Monkey, seeing as he has no "manly bits" he would be seemingly unable to perform said sexing up . . .
believe me, I know.
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