My nanna's like...half sister or something was this big New York socialite and her son raised his family in New Jersey and when my great-uncle Rusty (that's right) died, we thought we should contact them and let them know and long story short, our cousin William drives up here ALL THE TIME and even bought a cottage on the nearest lake so he could spend more time with us.
My nanna's like...half sister or something was this big New York socialite and her son raised his family in New Jersey and when my great-uncle Rusty (that's right) died, we thought we should contact them and let them know and long story short, our cousin William drives up here ALL THE TIME and even bought a cottage on the nearest lake so he could spend more time with us.
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*sniff* Or leave the country..
You can come live with meeeeeeeeeee!
.....do I want to know??
Ummm. Yeah, we'll stay away from him.
Oh no!!!!!!
(Err. Pun acknowledged, not intended.) (Actually, is that really a pun? Anyway...)
Okay, that's creepy.
And that pug thing is wierd... I wonder if his wife knows.
I sure hope not.
Kikky, you've been making a reply for 5 minutes now, what are writing, a novel??
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poo, Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Jorge, Whom I Adore, Whom I Adore, Whom I Adore, it's still not working