Читать книгу ‘… and that’s when it fell off in my hand.’ - Louise Rennison - Страница 57

Sitting in the loo of life contemplating my navel.

My navel sticks out a bit. Is it supposed to do that? I hope it’s not unravelling. That would be the final straw.

Vati keeps books in the loo. How disgusting is that? Pooing and reading. What is he reading? It’s called Live and Let Die. How true.