Thursday, 28 August 2008
Breakfast
I remember what I had for breakfast the day my hamster died.
I had deep fried hamster and chips.
Your turn: you're wearing wet clothes and holding a pineapple at the end of your up stretched left arm.
Why?
Hélène
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