― anthony, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― kate, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sarah, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Tom, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Menelaus Darcy, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― mark s, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ed, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Samantha, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ronan, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Madchen, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Sadly I have not had a recurrence of my Kylie dream.
― chris, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― helen fordsdale, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Brian MacDonald, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― RS, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
c'mon Freud, i dare ya!
― di, Wednesday, 5 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Dare me to vat?
― fed up vith stupid vomen, Thursday, 6 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Don't worry, everything's fine now, and I spent the walk home stroking her breasts (NB in the name of science) and licked her goodbye (kissing gets boring).
― Graham, Thursday, 6 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
This totally fails as bizarre, yes?
― james, Thursday, 6 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Tracer Hand, Thursday, 6 December 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)