Howdie. Is it really wise to be wearing blate mail in a thunder storm? What about thermal underware at this very moment? M' not on the chain-gang yet though my friend. Yes, it's hot as all hell, I'm tired as all hell, and I think today I will talk about the single betsy person in my life.
His Name is Bramwell Albert Bear and he's 17 years old. He's got a cute little pair of brown eyes and has been with me since forever. When we met, we were the same height, which is saying someting. We were in the cradle together.
On top of that, I've never seen another bear that looked quite like him. My Bramwell is unique.
I'm sure you've worked out by now that Bramwell is by best, dearest and most comforting Teddy Bear. The first bear I got. Mum's afraid to wash him in case he falls appart, but I still sleep with him (There's my quirk, or one of them.) He's lasted for a while now. I guess they really don't make 'em like tey used to. His nose is missing though.
I wonder how the hell one gets to be 'Miss Nude Universe'?
Anyway, enough. I've worried you all enough.

"I guess nothing can last forever, forever..."
~Summer of 69, Brian Addams (I think...)
- posted by Washi @ 2:31 pm