Yuck eeeeeeww eeuurrrrgh. It's daddy-long-legs season again, and they're blundering into the lights and bouncing off the walls like drunken miniature remote controlled helicopters. I'm sure I've told you about the time one flew up my nightie when I went to the loo. Honestly, what is your purpose on the planet, apart from giving people the heebie-jeebies? Die, you horrid things, die.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
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