boo hoo


oh, sorrow! frustration!



I try to explain to Pip Squeak why I'm so upset, but I don't think he fully understands.
My website is all fucked up, Pip. It's all fucked up, do you understand? A grown woman like me gets real upset in this situation, Pip. No, I can't exactly explain why–it's just a fact of life. Just bear with me, kitty, I might seem agitated, but your situation remains secure. Don't worry, Pip. When you worry, I get even more upset, I feel guilty... oh, Pip, Pip, Pip... what are we to do?

Posted: Tuesday - May 10, 2005 at 07:40 PM          


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