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Thursday, June 26, 2008

Bonnie's Hungry

Looks like I've no choice but to pursue a career in tree-felling as the lovely Mels has been royally shafted by Britain's sorry excuse for a postal service. I did think about getting a job in the sorting office but it seems Mel will kick my gremliney ass if I do.

I can't write this post because Bonnie dog is whining: Hannah get up off your fat lazy-hoor ass and make me some goddam dinner.

Honestly, she's got such a foul mouth and bulshy manner. I wonder where she learnt that from?


Anonymous said...

Thanks for the fathers day card, Hannah. Just go to amazon and look at wish lists. xxxxx

hootchinhannah said...

I thought it would be that simple but it's not. Dont worry, I'l thik o' something xx