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| Forum role | Member since | Last activity | Topics created | Replies created |
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| Member | May 20, 2012 (14 years) |
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I'm a big baby boy. My mum's my best friend. I like puréed peas and girls. Last week at a play party one of the mum's said something about fizzy drinks, babies and the way we grow up and die.
I could have done without the last two words because, I mean, this last 8 months have been pretty rough. I am really peeing uncontrollably now and my poop has a weird smell and texture. God (shout out, man!) knows that my #1 wish is to be able to control my going functions and He also knows that I'm terrified of death so they really don't have to bring it up each time.
These little play parties are more for them than us. Do they think that we understand this babble any more than we do? If it wasn't for television, we wouldn't be able to understand a thing. I can't imagine how kids learned to talk, read, etc., all that stuff, BTV. We must leave soon. I'm getting sleepy and ready for a nap. Ready to leave. Need some sleep. Now I have to get a final look at Nancy - she is HOT. I guess this is how you discover your 'type'? The biggest, bluest eyes that pierce through you; that smooth skin tha..