Stolen bike
My bike was stolen yesterday. Could you all pray and ask God where it might be? It would mean so much to me. Could you also send me comforting messages and make me tea and hug me and stuff? Thanks then.
Much love,
K
posted by K @ 8:50 pm
5 Comments:
You hated that stupid bike anyway, right?
I'm sure you hid it somewhere and this is a ploy to get JO to buy you a bright purple one with yellow streamers out of the handle bars.
ummm....
I'm really sorry for your loss. I'm impressed that you are reacting sensibly and not with rage - let me do that for you -
ahhhh ((^*&^)(&(((&%&^%&^%&*( -!!!!!
Hug, hug and here - tea - and a smile with pursed lips and sorry eye brows.
Lovely lovely Tiffany! Thankyou for letting out rage for me - now I don't have to - phew.
Still bummed about my bike not being around. Really loved that bike. :(
Oh well - I've had worse.
The time I got malaria was worse. I had salmonella poisening once and that was worse. Yep.
Hope you're happy and skippy and clappy. Big love.
*Katrine responding to hugs with brave smile, one small whimper and a couple of sniffles.
å stakkars deg. du får prøve å glede deg på vegne av tyven da ;)
:)
and now my dear? How are you feeling about the bike?
Tiffany:
I'm feeling:
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYY
ZZZZIIIIIIIIIIINNNG
and, of course
ZIPPIDY DOO DAAAAAA.
(Thanks for asking.)
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