every week i think this weekend carnt get any betterer. an it duz. had a right crack at the feathers coz dave woz on doing the disco. it woz ded romantik coz he woz sendin me them subliminal messiges via the power of song. he kept playin our song.... not the famus elton john song but hiz n mine famus Russ Abbot song oh wat an atmosphere. every time he played it he winked at me. i got the messige.
little did i now there was a new romance about to blossom in the shape of Pox mark Paul. lovely man who was in the area to do the charity bike ride today. well he got a bit of practice bike ridin last nite. not the most romantik of places the disabled loo in the pub. but i like someone who helps charity. but he was new to it i think coz when he woz givin me one he said 'i dont normally do charity'... very deep. said i'd go and cheer him on today. im not so sure if i cud cope with the pox marks mind u.
well ive just woken up in a clematis...i thort i cud smell me far la at first it smelt lovely. then i saw the snail trails on me leggins. anyone know if yer can wash that out. i wanna wear them agen tonite. dont now how but i had no tites on either shit nows where they are. sorry paul but i wont make the bike race to wave yer on. little night cap me thinks then bed for a few hours ready to Paaaarrrtaaaayyyy agen tonite... laterz...
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