söndag, januari 03, 2010
I hate flying
They don't know that, but I do. I hate being up there. They wonder why I move so much when we are in the air. Yesterday for example, they got excited because they could feel my foot. I was angry and wanted to get off and kicked mamma. This picture is of Sierra Nevada. Now it's ok because we are on the ground again. Please don't fly any more.
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hej kicker!
keep your feet to yourself. we have your opinion!
I would like to know: is your foot a boy's or a girl's? take a look down and next post, please?
your mamma is looking for a brown box from America. It's in the post. One more kick for good measure to get her to check on it and I'll buy you your favorite drink in eighteen years.
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