And then I realised there was no toilet paper, so I used your toilet roll cover with the freaky as fuck dolls head on top to wipe my moisty with. She wasn't doing anything. Obviously, or I would have used the roll of paper on which she normally sits with arms wide open, welcoming me. Look at her, she doesn't look mad at all.
After a 7 day working week, a non event birthday weekend & the sorest neck in the history of the entire stratosphere, I am proud to say that as of right now I am completely chopped. With my best mate & her hubby Dave who is currently singing Paul Simon - You Can Call Me Al, for the fourth time. He has a problem.
I also just found a not mine pube stuck to my scarf & I'm concerned. I held it up in front of everyone like a side of beef to see if anyone would claim it. No one did.
Talk tomorrow. I have a weekend off & I'm gonna make sweet sweet blog love to you all.
What have you been too drunk to notice? I have many more but it's taken me 2 hours just to write these few lines.
P.S My 'shit fright' only lasted one day. I've laid my dirty jacksons every day since. Becky is back yo!