The longer i stare at this text box the slower the times goes& the little white box still doesn’t fill. This is how empty i feel.
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Sleeping Furby :-)<3
IT'S A SPUDS LIFE: Pre-Festive Festival
The eager anticipation of the arrival of the festive season brought the slow untimely death of Spud’s Christmas tree two weeks before the glorious event. The tropical vegetation and the wondrous animals that prove residency is culpability there bask in the undulating heat that is heading Spud into…
IT'S A SPUDS LIFE: Spud's Xmas Folly
Spud had high festive hopes knowing that his comrades sereve well over such an austere occasion although high losses are expected.
It turns out though that there are fears that Spud is returning to old ways and the word couch potato, even in a menial whisper, has crept into the early morning…
My scruffy pup (:<3
IT'S A SPUDS LIFE: Spud's Fireman Friend
One of Spud’s close friends was a fireman stationed in the heart of London. We had grown together, my mother even delivered him at his home. He used to talk of his exploits and hold groups of fellow drinkers spellbound with light hearted stories.
It was on a Wednesday night many years ago. He…
Everything,
can go fuck itself.
