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MadameButterfly wrote:
I'd eat those but would unwrap them first!
Si there is a difference between loo rolls and wrapped papers full of ink and compressed arty s**t and what not. No lady would eat those just like that!
Rather than walking about with a pocket full of wrappers looking for a non-existent bin, i'd just leave the wrappers on
MadameButterfly wrote:
I'd eat those but would unwrap them first!
Si there is a difference between loo rolls and wrapped papers full of ink and compressed arty s**t and what not. No lady would eat those just like that!
Rather than walking about with a pocket full of wrappers looking for a non-existent bin, i'd just leave the wrappers on
That is just laziness *tsk* *tsk*. Just keep the wrappers in your pants until you get home, you do have a bin there I hope? Don't eat wrappers, eat sand if you have to.
it's all about circles and spirals
that ongoing eternity
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
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