Friday, October 15, 2010

An ode to my cave


Man-proof cave I really luvs you.

You're where I go when there's cherries of poo

You keep me warm and safe and sane.

That's why I return, again and again.

Love Frankie

10 comments:

Shar said...

Hide away Frankie, until the poo cherries stop dropping!

They will soon and you can poke your head out and check the way, there may be the odd random cheery still but the big ones will clear.

Ive watched the forecast.

Bambam said...

I've heard of caves that are man-proof. Never come across a Bam-proof one though. We Rubbles know our caves... ;-)

Frankie said...

Shar - it's RAINING poo cherries but I'm used to it. Thanks for the forecast xxx

Bam - well make sure you bring your club, you'll need it :op

Bambam said...

I don't leave home without it ;-)

Nicole said...

Yeah, well... I'm beginning to imagine that life might be better without boys. Poo cherries is an understatement. :/

Frankie said...

Bams - do you have an affliction? You keep winking at me.

Frankie said...

Nic - boys are trouble trouble trouble, but not always the cause of my poo cherries. I have poo cherries in general. Fuck, I think I'm growing them actually. ooh word verification - MEATEFUN - bahahahaha!

Bambam said...

What? ;-) Are you sure? ;-) I didn't realise ;-) that I was ;-) even doing it ;-) ... Must be my -- whoop ballsweat! -- Tourette's playing ;-) up again...

Frankie said...

he he ..idiot

Flea said...

heheh, too funny ;-)