My fingers are dying from coldness.
I just got back from my gran's house from the weekend.
And the house is all cold.
And my fingers are numb.
And my gloves are fingerless.
And I will have to learn to type with my toes pretty soon.
I can just imagine these 10 tiny coffins.
IN MEMORY OF MY FINGERS; NORMAN, NIGEL, NORRIS, NEIL, NOAH, NEVILLE, NORAH, NANCY, NINA, AND LITTLE NELLY.
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WTF DON'T READ THIS s**t.
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I'm sorry to hear that.
Shall there be a funeral?