[Jenny..]

you could pick a random number out of the phone book…and pretend that the person is your aunt…uncle…cousin……and proceed to talk constantly (with out giving them a chance to but in and say ..wrong number)….about …the girl next door and her goings on with the vicars son..behind her husbands back….bla bla bla..

its good fun…really…it is.

and thhheennn…when they do finally get he chance to say..wrong number….

you just say…oh….well….fancy a chat and a cup of tea then. :lol: :lol:

[Jenny..]

i might do………..if the money was right :lol:

[Jenny..]

help

[Jenny..]

8) its meeeee…

becky…or mrs clean

[Jenny..]

:lol: :lol: :lol:

its an Irish thing…

shall i rephrase it….

i bullyed my husband into having a vasectomy.. :lol: :lol: :lol:

[Jenny..]

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

well.yea..it could be funn……..but what if its my brother..and my mother.. :shock: :shock: :shock:

nooooooot good then. :lol: :lol:

[Jenny..]

yea…but its hard to have sex when we have visitors around for tea

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

[Jenny..]

that’s it…

now that was a song and a half.

i remember watching that for the first time..and i just got chills all over my body.

it was just such a powerful performance…and sooooooooo sexy….and cool :lol: :lol: :lol:

[Jenny..]

oh god..what was the name of that song..

oh shyte…

emm….it was the girl with the long brown hair…..and the group were in warrior costumes….

ohhhhhhhhhh for god sake jenny…think…think….

oh oh….its on the tip of my ……no. no..its gone :roll:

[Jenny..]

wow… :shock: :shock: :shock: :shock:

that’s kind of what i did two years ago.

i just got sick of it. having a panic attack when i got low on smokes..

having a panic attack when i seen a no smoking sign….ect ect..

i just had enough of it.

so i stopped smoking. i didn’t give up…..i just stopped. that was it…

then this year i went back on them out of boredom.

i had a really bad hip, and couldn’t walk much, i had to give up work, and there was not a lot for me to do.
i was stressed out because i was worrying about the major operation i was getting on my him…..

and now..im back to that same thing. im just sick of it.

and ….aaaaaaaannnnndd….my dad died last month….and my son keeps and me and the hubby to give them up or we are going to die like grandad..and then he will be on his own :( :( :( :( :(

gggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I HATE THEM… :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil:

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