Mmmm... mouse clickity action.
You know you want it! And if you don’t, someone else does. So just do the damn thing and quit yer yammerin’.
This ain’t no beauty parlour.
Mmmm... mouse clickity action.
You know you want it! And if you don’t, someone else does. So just do the damn thing and quit yer yammerin’.
This ain’t no beauty parlour.
Well, we’ve broken the camel’s back, so to speak. Six down and six to go -- counting today’s foray into the land of things and stuff. Or five, if we’re not. But it’s my blog, so we are. And anyone who doesn’t like it can shove rabid lobsters down their pants and go dancing. Poo-heads.
Where were we? Ah, yes... today. Monday. So that means it’s time for:
This is actually She Who Must Vet Each Story Before It’s Released Into The Wild’s favourite of the bunch. But then she’s from Fife, and they grow them funny down there.