I'm Not A Ice Cream, I'm A

And That's When It Fell Off In My Hand

If You Fall Down Those Stairs And Break Both Of Your Legs, Don't Come Running To Me!

There He Is, Tall, Tanned, Italian, Sophisticated. So What Do You Do?" I Said, "er, Leap On Him And Snog Him Within An Inch Of His Life? Taking Care Not To Strangle Myself On His False Beard, Or Disturb His Banana.

What In The Name Of Hitler's Panties And Matching Bra Set Was She Talking About?

Everyone Is So Obsessed With Themselves Nowadays That They Have No Time For Me.