Sunday, 1 April 2012

The man's a buffoon

How could he do this? He is a complete and utter buffoon!

What's more how can my parents entrust my safety into the hands of a hit and run killer?

G-Ma and grandad picked me up as usual from the service station (I'm sure mum and dad drive away singing and dancing when I get in grandad's car) on the way back he just mows down a completely innocent qrabbit and just leaves it there without a backward glance.
I will be traumatised by the whole experience, I can still hear it banging on the bottom of the car and who is going to deliver my Easter Eggs?

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