A selection of my facebook updates
Stuck
rugby on the computer, tea, chocolate, and it is pouring with rain, close my eyes and it could be cardiff.
Hand washing and I don;t mean washing my hands I mean washing by hand.
So hoist up the John B. sails See how the main sail sets Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home (let me go home) Let me go home, (let me go home) I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home
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