He's not here. I'm FREE!
I can say what I want, read what I want, post what I want.
I'm not stuck in the wardrobe, locked in the dark.
He can't stop me...
Go read this and this.
And now I'm going to-
*slam, click*
Ali, I'm home!
Oh, bugger. HIDE!
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Keeping Ali in the wardrobe? That's just mean, but if this is some implementation of kitchen-training then I suppose that it might have merit...
Regards,
Luke
PS. Don't know her well enough (other than from your plentiful conversations) to take that any further :-) yet...
Hi Luke,
http://www.canada.com/saskatoonstarphoenix/news/homes/story.html?id=28e73cdf-f143-45a4-9249-836a9acbec6d
PS. Hope you enjoy the article, certainly clarifies things.
I take it that it is your friend "alter ego" you are hiding in the wardrobe?
Friend?
Servant, slave, dishwasher, dogs body, gofer....
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