A cricket bat!
Twelve years, and four psychiatrists!
Four?
I kept biting them!
Why?
They said you weren't real.
Twelve years, and four psychiatrists!
Four?
I kept biting them!
Why?
They said you weren't real.
Friday, April 04
April
Three public holidays and I get an extra hour of sleep this Sunday.
Three public holidays and I get an extra hour of sleep this Sunday.
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