There is a well known toy shop just up the road and around the corner from our house and I f**king hate it. If I am asked ONE MORE time if we can go to bloody smyths I may scream. "I don't want you to buy me anything, I just want to go look" - Arthur. "Er, yeah!!!" - Me. I HATE THAT SHOP. I miss the days where only department stores had toy departments and, even then, they only really had toys at christmas. I think I dislike Smyths as much as I dislike Apple right now.
Altho-u-g-h Darren gave me the go-ahead (as one must get these days when making big purchases) to buy myself an ipod touch. But I swear to Jesus that if it dies in three years I'll have Steve Jobs head!!!
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