Happy cunting Yorkshire Day, fuckos! (ding!) With our warmth, honesty and commitment to a good argument, we are surely
all a little bit Yorkshire!
I’m raising my mug (it’s decaf but it’s still the best) to
@lulooo and
@TheMogadon on your anniversaries, May you and your partners have many more happy years of not behaving like unhinged banshees in your relationships. Alice could never.
bleep.
![Purple heart :purple_heart: 💜](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f49c.png)
(ding!)
Also cheersing you
@Ametrine, you lyrical cunting genius you. (ding!) Show of hands who has that theme tinkling round in their head now?
@brie l, no cunting for you, (ding!) just like to offer a squeeze if I may.
I started following this thread when I was newly pregnant and stuck in bed/hospital with hyperemesis (a real debilitating illness, as opposed to… yknow). Then I plucked up the courage to join in during the baby’s early weeks, many long sleepless nights of feeding him every hour and holding him for every nap. It is absolutely WILD (sorry Alicecaps) that that tiny bean is now a fully-fledged small toddler, crashing around my house with his own thoughts and mad facial expressions, and about as much self control and emotional regulation as Alice has. Like, he’s a proper little human now, and she’s still dragging out this absolute circus. His entire lifetime!
Anyway, all that to say, give your
bleeping head a wobble, Alice. Life is short and you’re burning yours because you’ve got hurty feelings. Pathetic, embarrassing, selfish waster. Roll off a cliff you hairy old walrus.