Friday, 12 March 2010


Well I got up this morning and went to go downstairs,above my head on the bloody ceiling was this........

We must have all stood on the landing for twenty minutes deliberating on how to get rid,the broom wouldnt reach,my spray had run out,I could have phoned Pete but he would take ten minutes to get here and I needed a wee,so my eldest son shot it with a bb gun,however when he finally hit it,it landed outside my bedroom door and decided to do some breakdancing,I freaked out and someone had to hit it with a size 10 you couldnt write it could you? xxxxxxx

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