Okay, no. I am seriously wigging out!! (Apparently when I 'wig out' I sound like Kat). Peter just told me he doesn't like tea. Peter. Doesn't like tea. He's like Mrs Doyle from Father Ted! He gets an orgasm from pouring in the milk and watching it dissipate! I know his 'tea sound' by heart! You know that sound he makes after his first sip!? It's like a mix between a purr and a contented sigh! First the 'hey, animals can totally drool on me now, that's cool, I can bathe in it' and now the TEA!
You should hear me ranting, it's frightening.
And Aly said he was having like...death relapses. Whatever those are. What did they do to my Peter!?!
And who are they?! I need an arse to kick!
You should hear me ranting, it's frightening.
And Aly said he was having like...death relapses. Whatever those are. What did they do to my Peter!?!
And who are they?! I need an arse to kick!