Projet d'avenir
By Ju. - 20/04/2010 14:01
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les copains, c'est moi qui ai posté cette vdm et NON mon petit hamster n'est pas mort, il va très bien, juste une grosse frayeur pour tout le monde.. :) Je ne me serais jamais permis de poster ça s'il était mort et concernant les polémiques, je suis moi même un défenseur des animaux, végétarien et bénévole dans plusieurs centre pour animaux. Alors qu'en j'en vois certains dire que c'est glauque et immoral de poster une VDM comme ça juste parce que ma petite soeur a failli aspirer notre rongeur, ça me fait doucement rire.. kiss
Pour répondre aux questions : Le père est allé acheter un jus de fruit pour le gamin au chariot qui circulent dans les wagons et car il venait de passer. Il était à 4m de nous, et lui s'est marré. Mais, sur le coup, je n'ai rien dit... car ça m'avait assommé. Quand j'y repense, je n'ai pas trouvé ça drôle sur le moment... mais maintenant, ça l'est un peu plus. Et puis, quelle idée d'appeler son ours : Kiki.... O_o Je m’attendais à ce que le gamin me dise qu’il s’appelle Doudou… ou un truc du style…