Police arrested two youths yesterday. One was drinking battery acid; the other was eating fireworks.
They charged the first and let the other one off.
Police arrested two youths yesterday. One was drinking battery acid; the other was eating fireworks.
They charged the first and let the other one off.
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I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
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Zits is the comics i follow religiously on the local paper “The province” lol 😀
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I didn’t know that 🙂
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Funny cartoon. I remember my uncle telling me about his youngest grandkids asking to see the picture he just took on his camera on the back screen. Well, the camera wasn’t digital and the kids couldn’t grasp while he’s have to wait to take film to develop to see the images!
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Now that made me laugh 😀
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This is too funny! I always thought they patterned Jeremy after my son.
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Wow!
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I almost wonder what ‘letters’ are, only ones I get are bills!
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He can’t be Kay’s son, he’s my son. Dianne
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🙂
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