Wot got loaded to Picasa. They all have names, of course, but I can't be arsked. Just B click.
Lizbeth died. This is a friend's dog who had me very well trained indeed. She came to my house once a week and stayed all day. This went on for years. It was as if she had her own private driver.
Remember this? ↑ Those were the days. Saddam is noted for two things on this blog; for being found hiding in a hole, and for being hung. Most unlovely.
apologies ↑
Nothing against therapists. Nothing at all. Nothing. Nut'n. "0" nada. I said I got NOTHING AGAINST THERAPISTS !!!!!!
honestly
well, why would I ?
FINE
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