Friday, November 11, 2005

water rates

It's raining today. Boss says his water rates are far too high, and look at all this water going to waste. You can't see me because I was swept away. Mum says great great great great grandad was an otter hound which is why she can swim like a fish. My family tree is very interesting and includes dear hounds and bedlam terroirs. Dad was a blue whippit (of him more later). Harri's dad was a faroe.

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