Well. My parents got back, and they're not furious with me. I managed to get away with killing the fish in the pond, smashing a rather expensive bowl, and drinking every last beer in the garage (I say beer; they were Budweisers) and they brought me back reindeer meat products (soup and jerky) that I look forward to consuming in front of children.
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And if you didn't want constructive criticism then I'm just sticking my nose in where it's not wanted and shall shut up now. Yes.
I saw the village of Withiel in Cornwall! *amused*
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Come see me! Before I have to hire people to hunt you down and kidnap you and bring you before me!
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