So I went shopping with my Dad today to Ikea, looking for stuff for the new flat in Switzerland. I wanted to pick my day bed, but other than that I was sort of along for the ride. At one point, in the office section, my Dad whipped out his computer and began doing something important on it. I sat down at one of the desks, you know, with the fake
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BOOBIES ROCK!!!
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I mean really! That is so slow! Pick any child on three street and he can do a trillion. Try it, just ask one, he will type a trillion words a minute.
*sighs*
What has our coterie come to?
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