samlad (29-11-10)
benin (29-11-10)
If any more proof was needed, an entire weekend has gone by without a drunken 3am rambling from Horan. Right now the wurrums are ateing his ballsack.
“I wish you wouldn’t keep appearing and vanishing so suddenly; you make one quite giddy!”
“All right,” said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.
I miss Alec. I thought he was charming.
If life gives you lemons ask for Tequila
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