My cat projectile vomited off the ledge at the top of our spiral staircase the other day. For the first 5 minutes or so I was juggling laughing really hard and trying not to puke myself at the same time. Then I had to go clean it up.
god if i were straight i'd adopt you; we could eat the dog ... i'll borrow that Walloon Obama's receipe. (guffaw) lol @ all the lists of things and the religious commentary ... i've been f'ing busy today or i'd have chimed in far earlier and missed most of this lovely bit of running nattering.
Je t'adore et vos plaintes merveilleux. Toujours lancé dans ce ton élevé flamande aigu de supériorité. Vous tous est tellement une perplexité des étonnements en conflit.