was eating a vegetarian pizza last night, however it was a half and half with a chicken feast. I noticed that I had some chicken in my mouth that had wondered across the border. I then spat it out half chewed. Now I said “well that’s it then I may as well give up and stop, but Fred said “dont waste it” and “it wasn’t your fault, you didnt know” and Mike said “you should carry on”, so I am doing.
Also I have a swear chart on my kitchen wall, and I’m up to about 15 pounds in one week, and it’s 20p an offence, I also have a deformed wheel on my car that is flat and refuses to detatch itself from the car which is quite a problem, my wisdom teeth hury and I’m losing my voice.