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bee

I hear you can get some killer pinky rings on the cheap over there...

Sue

I must appologize for the bleach it is something that was inherited from her grandmother and mother. Her granddad says its our favorite perfume, he swears he tastes it on his cornflakes. Just watch so does not get it on your clothes. It must be in the jeans opps genes

Sue

I must appologize for the bleach it is something that was inherited from her grandmother and mother. Her granddad says its our favorite perfume, he swears he tastes it on his cornflakes. Just watch so does not get it on your clothes. It must be in the jeans opps genes

Tru

I thought I had been reading the wrong website. I thought this was tails of my best mate and her visit to Poland, however the Cracola I know and love would not even consider carrying her luggage in a Backpack, let alone have something stolen out of it on the over night train to Hungary!!!!! I was beginning to think she had been kidnapped and these stories were all a cover up, just as I was about to call the police, I read the bleach story and the world was a happy place again, my beloved clean freak is still alive and well!! Love you babes even if you have just made me hang up in the middle of a teleconference to wipe the mascara off that was running down my face!!

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