I love the word “foof”. My hubby gets all tied in knots over it as he likes us to use the proper words! But it’s foof and Fanny all the way for meImagine being in labour and him coming towards you with his Kerry Katona eyes two inches away from your foof so he can see what he’s doing but he’d still manage to get the wrong hole
Totally agree. I had a career change when the airline I worked for got rid of us all but it’s not easy with commitments. He has none!! And WTF is he feeding that poor cat???Good on her. I'm 44 and would love a career change but with kids and a mortgage it's not happening. Mario has no such ties and nothing to stop him from going to college and qualifying. But he won't because it would require commitment and effort. So aye!!!
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