Ergh.
I have just eaten about 300g of cheese.
My dog Jeremy is having 'sex' with something that the cat sleeps in.
Friday nights aren't supposed to be like this surely?
Please tell me it gets better.
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After a weekend in Brighton where I saw the most wonderful looking Beagle, I decided that my dog Benson needed a friend....well, if you're walking one dog then you may as well walk two. Its been 6 months now and my Beagle Jeremy is driving me barmy.
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- WHEN PEOPLE GET FED UP
- WHEN PEN DOESN'T COME OFF
- WHEN FRIDAY NIGHTS SUCK
- WHEN MORNINGS START OFF MENTAL
- WHEN DATES ARE KNOWN
- WHEN MOANING POSTS ARE DELETED
- WHEN ENDS ARE LOOSE
- WHEN THE END IS IN SIGHT
- Im pretty sure I'm working at the Ivy House tonigh...
- WHEN THE DAY FINALLY ARRIVES
- WHEN HE IS JUST A MAN
- WHEN I KEEP GETTING YOUNGER
- WHEN THERE ARE WORSE PEOPLE THAN PATRICK KEILTY
- WHEN PEOPLE ARE STILL DRUNK IN THE MORNING AND POS...
- WHEN TEXT IS HUGE
- WHEN PEOPLE HATE PATRICK KIELTY
- WHEN LEEDS SAVE THE DAY
- WHEN CIDER LOSES YOU MONEY
- WHEN I AM ONCE AGAIN AHEAD OF MY TIME
- WHEN DOLPHINS ARE MONKEYS
- WHEN THERE IS NOTHING TO REPORT
- WHEN AOL TITS ME OFF FOR THE LAST TIME
- WHEN GLUE IS REMOVED
- WHEN SECURITY IS DROPPED
- TWAT-WATCH
- WHEN YOU LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE
- WHEN PEOPLE RECAP
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