It would be awesome if you could please move northward. Mami's bladder isn't a mattress. This has to be the 97345982nd time I've felt like my teeth were floating only to squeeze out like two drops.
Not cool, Smellican. I expect you to have relocated by morning.
Love,
Mami P.I
Re: Dear Smellican,
This has been my dilemma all. Effing. Day. Moonbounce ute apparently will no longer suffice. It's bladtress time.
::stares witheringly at her bump::
Is it sad that "moonbounce ute" makes me think of these?
I asked ffor these 6 christmas' in row, I never got them.
I'm still a little salty about it.
I can't even get that much to come out. *hangs head*
They were loads of fun until you trip and fall. That's pretty much just a faceplant waiting to happen.
I've always envisioned my tiny fetus slamming full-force into my ute and flying backwards a la small child in a big ass moonbounce.