i spent a looong weekend in stoke with my nana. we had some good times. scrabble. whiskey. antiques roadshow. apple crumble and homemade curry. you know, what? my nana freakin' rocks.
that wasn't my nana. that was becky and brady. just in case you were wondering. going to be saying goodbye to my flat in a little while. i'm avoiding organising and sorting through my papers. who wants to do that? not me. i need someone to kick my ass. any takers? keep in mind...it might involve a place plane ride. (hehee)
so, what else is happening?
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I could take you up on that. I've been good at kicking your a___ at strategic moments in the past. Remember your second year of university? I think it was your second year...and I seem to remember it involving a turkey dinner for you and your roommates. That's what you call kicking your a___ with love. What are mothers for?
yeah, i remember. that was a good ass-kicking example, mom. i also seem to remember it was also a meltdown and it was nice to have my mom around. aaaww.
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