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(C) Jacqui Sadler alegorija par teemu:


"It's like merrily skipping downstairs for breakfast one day, at the age of 15 or so, to find a note from your parents saying

"Actually, we're not your parents... and we never really loved you. We've just adopted Honey Boo Boo and we've taken her to ToysRUs to buy her anything she wants. From now on, we won't be buying you food or clothes so you'll have to sort yourself out for that. You're welcome to stay in the house, if you really want to, but we won't be talking to you any more. Oh, and we've moved you from the spacious back bedroom to the cellar... and taken the light bulb out. We have left you a television, but it's set to QVC and we lost the remote control. We will expect you to pay housekeeping each month, obviously. We've also put the neighbours spare dining room table and chairs in the cellar, along with the camping equipment, the canoe, the bikes and everything that used to be in the garage and loft. Your wardrobe and chest of drawers wouldn't fit in but we've helpfully tipped all your clothes onto the floor and I'm sure you'll find what you need if you hunt around a bit. We appreciate that you may have a few issues with this, but we've soundproofed the cellar walls so you can just sit in there and cry without disturbing the rest of the house. Regards, Rogr and Belindr"