Girls with toys
What do girls do on a Sunday night when all the guys you were supposed to be dating just don’t show up or go to bed early?
Do you log off and go to bed earlier? Do you crash a party? Do you sit down alone at home just waiting?
No, no nothing of the kind!
Just grab a couple of tricycles (thanks Bankinha) and race around an Indian camp (siss loved the new deco at your beach). Well if you manage to get the tricycles. Cause when you rezz them they just go away on their own and you have to race after them. Better than go to the gym I must say *winks
It was quite a blast racing around with siss, Maggie and Bankinha. What better way to end a lousy weekend than with a laugh?
Thank you ladies. Love you all.
(and now off to bed that work is knocking at the door)
I guess I went to bed early. Maybe next sunday.
You don’t know what you missed El. I laughed so hard I think I woke up the neighbours
I really need to laugh a bit. Lousy weekend indeed. And yes, guys suck. There, said and done, lololol
At least we are together in the rollercoaster and that no one can take away from us
Trocados por triciclos… Humpf!
Trocados? Trocados? Só existe troca quando há 2 coisas. Neste caso só houve uma: os triciclos!
(além disso nunca trocaria o meu afilhado jeitoso por um triciclo ou outra coisa qualquer)
Um bom tricilo não tem preço…
Nem mais Wuan
e benvindo à minha lareira 