I had the weirdest dream last night.
I was at this weird summer camp, where I was supposed to be the eldest daughter of Queen Victoria, Princess Vicky, the Princess Royal. I was pampered and spoiled and petted for a while, and then they said that was too easy, and I had to go and live in this tent thing. It was really weird-the showers had only boiling water that only worked for five seconds, with no privacy, and you had to share a bed with like six other people. And there was practically no food-and what food there was sucked.
Anyways, I had my Barbie stuff there, and iampunha came by and HE STOLE IT ALL!!!
Give it back, Patrick! Now, dammit!
I’ll work out a deal with you, Guin, since you have something I can use too.
fizzy wants a kitty. I think that’s inviting WAY too much trouble into the house, especially considering her mother won’t let her have one and there’s already a ten-year-old dog in the house.
So here’s the deal:
- We’ll come over and fizzy will select her cat from among yours;
- I’ll give you your Barbies back.
Of course, should fizzy not find a cat desirable to her among yours, we’ll just take the barbie stuff back.
[sub]Malibu Ken is entirely too lifelike, if you know what I mean…[/sub]
:eek:
If you think for one second, Patrick, that you are taking one of MY BABIES, then you have clearly gone insane.
Besides, my cats are really bad. You’d be begging me to take her back within 24 hours. Especially Buffy.
(Hehehe, I think fizzy should have a kitty-I saw the GQ post! Cats rule. )
[sub]I’m going to tell her, in fact, that when you guys do get married, she should have five or six cats, just to drive you insane![/sub]
Hey 'punha,bring her to Jersey and she can visit The World’s Most perfect Cats [sup]tm[/sup].