byron
RIP
(sigh) Every day last week I skipped delightedly down my drive clapping my hads and squealing to the Postie "mail for me?" Every day that my Burgees have failed to arrive my little face has crumpled, first a tear runs down my cheek then I am weeping uncontrollably and inconsolable. The many free samples ranging from sanitary towels to coffee that arrive each day from the 'free samples' website provide some consolation but the Burgees will stop me stamping my foot petulantly and throwing my toys around my room.
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