When I first joined I didn't know if you really were as people make have wild imaginations - I asked you and still wasnt' sure if you were telling me the truth!
I'm pretty sure you are now though =P
Chloe
We don't get given patience but the opportunity to be patient.
Courage isn't handed to us, but we are given opportunities to be courageous.
Half Psychotic Sick Hypnotic We sat and waited for the sea
To stretch out so that we could disappear
Into the endlessness of blue Into the horror of the truth We are far less than we knew
Just wait till I show you the baby-pics of Harley, naked, aged about 5. But, of course, I'd suffer instant excommunication!
And, whoever it was claiming to be his sister, no. We for some reason seem to be a bit short on the female genes. My great-grandfather retired from the Indian Army as a General in the 1860s, built a largish house in North Devon, married a young woman - probably about 20 - and proceeded to father a child a year for the next dozen years. Well, it's one way to occupy your retirement! They were all boys ...
My grandfather was in due course at school with Rudyard Kipling, but that's over a century ago.
chels i own tony, i stolened him because vrinda was trying to own him. lol. although at one point we made a deal if she owned tony i could have harley.... never really worked out though lol!
Mand, South Wales, Full-time working, single mother to 2 scarily independent girls.
I AM A PROUD PLUMERIA SISTER
This thread has put the hugest smile on my face ever!
Its so blatenly obvious your Harley's dad...Why on earth would you have a screen name like that if you wern't?!
*attemps to start a harley baby pic requesting riot*
...........
*loots the photo albums*
. oh wait, that was MY photos.. dammit..
Half Psychotic Sick Hypnotic We sat and waited for the sea
To stretch out so that we could disappear
Into the endlessness of blue Into the horror of the truth We are far less than we knew
lol.. ok, thats about the only reason I'd let ya get away with sayin no! .. melikes how you think!
Half Psychotic Sick Hypnotic We sat and waited for the sea
To stretch out so that we could disappear
Into the endlessness of blue Into the horror of the truth We are far less than we knew
Not sure how I can prove it Molly, but I really am. And, come to think of it, who else could produce all the garbage that emanates from the title of Harley's Dad.
This is a great site and I like to think it helps lots of people ...
Tony.
PS. Wait till I tell the story of the gorilla one Saturday night - quite a few people are waiting ...
