knows few bounds, as our household very generously received a secret monster parcel on Saturday. Everybody most delighted, and rather excited by the possibilities it offered.
So three of the males of the household have made a start on the materials provided.
And before we begin, I'd like to point out that neither of the not-so-small-ones have ever eaten in McDonalds. To the best of my knowledge. I don't know where they get some of their stuff from. And Dad is keeping Mum.
From T1
And for the first time, from Mr T himself. I realise this is not such a good alias for my husband now, what with the new, appalling, A-Team film just released over here.
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