Sunday, April 25, 2010

A dash of the offbeat

Shane walked into the lounge last night with a very serious look on his face. My immediate thought was 'Shit'. I figured he'd discovered the Easter eggs. Or rather, the lack thereof. (In my defence, I did warn him that this would happen so he should have hidden them better)

'Sweetie, I've decided that from now on I'd like you to call me Buffel.'


He does things like that.

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