A tragic tale of woe, my half a British tooth has escaped from its perch on the tattered stump that used to be a whole tooth! Someone write an opera, stat! First my gnome, now my tooth- I shall faint dramatically *tiny violin plays*. I might have gotten too cocky with the biting into fruit, with dire, horrible, funny results! Dentist time! Here's the photo we took in London- it looks exactly the same (no!)
The battered housewife look- HOT!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
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