Had my birthday party last weekend... my birthday's not really here until Christmas Eve, next weekend, when I am 52 weeks and a bit, but we wanted to spread the joy out. Cool dress, n'est-pas? Good call, Steph!
Just occasionally I have a little freak-out over my brother.
He just doesn't seem to have any respect sometimes... a nice guy,
but strictly number two, OK?
I got in the poo (metaphorically, wise guy) for having a little dance on his head yesterday. Dear me, that cannot be the way they like to organise the pecking order here, it caused a dreadful fuss.
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