Cheers! Gives me the smiles just recalling it. :)

Word.

Me tooooooooooooo !!!

D'y'know ... I'm not sure I'm too fussed about pink Lego bricks to be completely frank. So long as there's a fair serve of the pink blocks in the 'boy'-designated boxes of tricks as well, Lego can churn out as many as they want. I just don't think children can or should be colour-split on gender lines, 'tis all.

It's the 'others' that'll get her. She will [hopefully] move on more swiftly than they.

*Basks on unpasteurised cheesy island* Commiserations to the bereft, but Jesus, can we just get over these slim-to-none chances/odds that you're gonna DIE from dodgy cheese? It's rare, mmmkay? Extremely rare.

Hang on ... I is confused. She's a chick. That's standard Lego. Which means ... surely ...

Your opinion works well with mine. You can stay. *Laughs softly while giving you two solid thumbs up*

And Trump can be the dominatrix bitch who whips them all into shape. Or something.

Sometimes that's the only way to make them 'work' as art/photos/etc. ;)

Jeez. Why not just steal a digital camera like hoi polloi everywhere?

Classic!

No, it'll be a 'thing' before we know it. You're just sensibly forecasting the debacle. ;)

Extremely ew.

*Muses* Well, she's not a mommy, so I'm guessing breast milk smoothies/ice-creams aren't on the menu. Yet.

Tomorrow, Roxy will announce who's body you've been jerking it to.

Apropos of the topic ... sorta ... I went to school with someone who is now wickedly famous [Well, I was much closer to his older brother really, but the actor hung out with us and I knew him very well too] ... and it is So. Bloody. Weird when I see FaceBook status updates raving about this guy. Or saying they want to…

Oh! Okay. Sorry about that. :)

I used to think the big flying ones were just wayward children who'd lost their way from the garden. That's because — when I lived in urban Sydney — we had veritable explosions of those small sneaky ones [German?] that meant one had to literally stamp [in the dark] before walking into rooms late at night. No kidding.…

Similar household situation: I'm the spider remover/other half is the cockroach killer. To me, those brown creepy bastards are worse than anything.