Monday, 25 February 2008
I got a dog. Called Marlowe. Not Simon.
Yeah so Robin got me a dog for my birthday. Don't get the wrong impression though. I chose him. If she had have chosen he would be borderline psychopathic with a tendency for self harm. But i chose him so he's very well adjusted and clever. Apart from he doesn't know what stairs are, wont get in the lift, has never had a bone before, and think's someone's living in the cupboard.
Cool!
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Woaf.
let me know if he understands me...
Yeah he didnt answer... just puked on the floor.
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