Stuttering Freak Brother Update No.72

[Something Else]

Happiness > Not-happiness.

[chalice]

Happiness > Not-happiness.

Well said, irrelevant observer.

I was just about to get Skweeks to say that her hovering husband has taken legal possession of her children, and by rite, her very soul. To the max and then some other maximum drama. But you ruined it with your hippie irrelevance.

You make me sick, but I love you.

[manker]

I can't think of anything I'd less like to do than have a face punching competition with a Northern Irish ex-con who was off his face.
Except for having one with a Northern Irish ex-con who was on his face. He'd probably hit harder and more accurately.

They have soft voices, the Northern Irish, you know. But they fight like fighty and strong wild beasts. Ibiza taught me this.


In other news; at least we now know why Skweeks was chatting barbie up on Facebook now

[Skweeky]

What what what? When was I chatting up Barbie on facebook?

[manker]

Just before you made your grand re-entrance chez nous.
He told us all about it.

[Skweeky]

Talking about KoC counts as 'chatting up'?
I may have some catching up to do on this new social concept.

[manker]

Yes and yes.
It's surprising what you miss when you're rearing kids.

I shall take you under my wing.

[Skweeky]

I feel like I should be saying no, but I am intrigued.

[megabyteme]

Yes and yes.
It's surprising what you miss when you're rearing kids.

I shall take you under my wing.

So now you are implying that Skweeks is turning into Mary. You've got a Mary obsession.

[Something Else]

Happiness > Not-happiness.

Well said, irrelevant observer.

I was just about to get Skweeks to say that her hovering husband has taken legal possession of her children, and by rite, her very soul. To the max and then some other maximum drama. But you ruined it with your hippie irrelevance.

You make me sick, but I love you.

A bit like booze and mdma.