My dear friend, who I have been so thoughtfully refereing to as Prego for the last couple enteries...is no longer. This is not to say she has departed this life for a better one among the heavens. It is simply that calling her Prego is officially a scientific inaccuracy. The parasite that for so long resided within her loins has chosen to depart and consume air and nutrients of its own accord. Thus I would like to welcome a new little Monday's child to our midst.
Welkom, liefie!
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I'm Sunday's child myself.
ReplyDeleteApparently, among other things, that makes me gay.
I'm Thursday's child, but I never understood if that meant I was going to go places in life or I will have to overcome how slow I was born to be.
ReplyDeleteIt's supposed to mean you'll make something of yourself someday. At least that's what the teacher in our school told us. Maybe she was just being nice :).
ReplyDelete:) yea, I'm going to go with that. I like that better than "Thursday's are a bit slow..."
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