Columbo
Never again
You're not just saying that because you like the iphone?
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You're not just saying that because you like the iphone?
Yes, I am.
Columbo
Never again
Good to know! I can't wait until these ai assistants get better and more personalised to the phone owner. Maybe in the future they could like predict the future, or become your doctor, chef, and communicate with you like they were an actual human.
Oh my God!
I cheated on my hairdresser!!!
SO HAPPY!!!!!!!
How is this happy??
Oh my God!
I cheated on my hairdresser!!!
SO HAPPY!!!!!!!
Work it gurl!!! How did the new one manage to make you more hawt?
I don't blame you! I've read the books & to be honest half of it was traumatic to read, the rest snoozeville. I'm more then certain that if you did watch it, it will lower your appeal for Jamie. I haven't watched it, but I will if I can t-box it, but I gotta say the previews are turning me off.
I want to cheat on mine too .. but I'm guttless!Oh my God!
I cheated on my hairdresser!!!
SO HAPPY!!!!!!!
I cheated on mine twice already interstate.
It has made me realize there are better hairdressers out there but I can't find one down where I like.
Oh my God!
I cheated on my hairdresser!!!
SO HAPPY!!!!!!!
When I cheated on mine, I sent her texts and showed pictures... it was very eyes wide shut
Columbo
Never again
My bed travelled down the river full of green jelly. I was sailing to the high castle of waterguns and yaks so that I could get the proper plates for the upcoming chicken festival where my town would celebrate the wonder and all encompassing power of the chickens. For in our society the chicken were very precious, we all worshipped the chickens, we all praised and loved the chickens. Every Sunday we would run and jump around a giant plastic chicken as we all bokked and clucked for twenty four hours straight. What an honour it was to do that. How proud I felt.
The river was starting to get a little bit bumpy, my bed, although sturdy and reliable, was not use to such rough waters, so I prayed to the chicken gods that this rough spot would still be over. Suddenly a huge rumbling, as if coming from the bottom of the river, was heard throughout the land. I was fearful, tears started welling up in my eyes. Was this the end for me? Was I going to die without getting those plates? Up ahead I saw the source of the rumbling, as a giant claw emerged from the river! A massive yellow claw that reached thirty feet high. My bed was then drawn to the claw like a magnet. I was going to crash straight into the claw! I braced myself for the impact when suddenly my bed was lifted from the river, and myself and my bed was held insuspended animation. I then heard a voice inside my head.
"Hello, I am the claw. Where are you going?"
"Going? How the hell did you get inside my head?" I thought to myself.
"I am an all powerful claw. I control this river. I can read your thoughts!"
'Read my thoughts? Why do you want to invade my privacy for? I have rights you know!"
"You have no right. Not on my river! Now I order you to tell me where you are going!"
"I'm definetley not going to tell this stupid claw that I'm going to get some plates at the high castle of waterguns and yaks for the upcoming chicken festival, I'm far too clever for that."
"I heard you. How dare you speak to me in this manner!"
"Whatever. I have some plates to get."
"This is not helping you."
"Well who made you god? There is only one god! A glorious chicken god. There are no other gods. You are just a stupid claw. You are no god."
"I am the god of this river."
"No, you are just a pathetic claw."
This seemed to upset the claw, and before I had time to regather my thoughts myself and my bed were flicked out of the river and I was suddenly flung high into the air. I was flung so high that I thought I would be travelling to the moon to meet some moon ducks who were planning to invade earth, but soon I started falling down to earth where I crashed into a huge rock, and my bed smashed in the big tree next to the huge rock. I knew I was going to die. My face was destroyed, and my intestines were spilled all over the rock. I was losing lots of blood. I was only alive for only half a second, I don't know how I managed to stay alive for even that long. But I was dead.
The river was starting to get a little bit bumpy, my bed, although sturdy and reliable, was not use to such rough waters, so I prayed to the chicken gods that this rough spot would still be over. Suddenly a huge rumbling, as if coming from the bottom of the river, was heard throughout the land. I was fearful, tears started welling up in my eyes. Was this the end for me? Was I going to die without getting those plates? Up ahead I saw the source of the rumbling, as a giant claw emerged from the river! A massive yellow claw that reached thirty feet high. My bed was then drawn to the claw like a magnet. I was going to crash straight into the claw! I braced myself for the impact when suddenly my bed was lifted from the river, and myself and my bed was held insuspended animation. I then heard a voice inside my head.
"Hello, I am the claw. Where are you going?"
"Going? How the hell did you get inside my head?" I thought to myself.
"I am an all powerful claw. I control this river. I can read your thoughts!"
'Read my thoughts? Why do you want to invade my privacy for? I have rights you know!"
"You have no right. Not on my river! Now I order you to tell me where you are going!"
"I'm definetley not going to tell this stupid claw that I'm going to get some plates at the high castle of waterguns and yaks for the upcoming chicken festival, I'm far too clever for that."
"I heard you. How dare you speak to me in this manner!"
"Whatever. I have some plates to get."
"This is not helping you."
"Well who made you god? There is only one god! A glorious chicken god. There are no other gods. You are just a stupid claw. You are no god."
"I am the god of this river."
"No, you are just a pathetic claw."
This seemed to upset the claw, and before I had time to regather my thoughts myself and my bed were flicked out of the river and I was suddenly flung high into the air. I was flung so high that I thought I would be travelling to the moon to meet some moon ducks who were planning to invade earth, but soon I started falling down to earth where I crashed into a huge rock, and my bed smashed in the big tree next to the huge rock. I knew I was going to die. My face was destroyed, and my intestines were spilled all over the rock. I was losing lots of blood. I was only alive for only half a second, I don't know how I managed to stay alive for even that long. But I was dead.
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I see brinkpeople.
I recognise that as an English translation of Tina Arena's song Je M'Appelle Bagdad. (sic)
Is the chicken festival a moveable feast?
Is the chicken festival a moveable feast?
Columbo
Never again
Oh my God!
It got 50 Shades of Awkie!!!
I decided to be safe I would text my hairdresser and pretend I was desperate for a trim (knowing full well she is always super busy) that way I could blame the hair cheat on her not being available, she texts back "it's your lucky day, can you come now?". I think FARK! So I text back, I could only make it tomorrow - again "I have a cancellation at 10am". FARK!!!! I mumble text I have a physio app, and said I will just leave it till my next colour.
If it wasn't for the fact my hair looks awesome, I would feel super guilty.
She does a great colour, but a not so great cut.
I didn't read this, cos it was too long, and my attention span is WAY to short for it, but from what I skimmed... I'd like some of your medication please
I skimmed it.
Something to do with an Ebola ridden chicken and his quest for world peace.
Zany stuff.
jessy_girl
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I recently cheated on my eyebrow girl and it was such a big mistake. She is so good, why did I try to look elsewhere? Not to sound too vain but my skin was looking so good and even my hair which normally looks like crap, I could've had the trifecta if it wasn't for my cheating ways.
I am due to back soon and she'll know, the shit brows will be a dead giveaway.
I am due to back soon and she'll know, the shit brows will be a dead giveaway.
Just tell her a friend is going to TAFE & wanted practice & you selflessly offered yourself as a guinea pig. Now you are back with her to make your brows all better again.
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