Browsing articles in "fat bridesmaids"
Mar
4
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Test Post From BlogDesk
In order to save me some time when blogging, I downloaded this cool little app thingie. I will now upload an image of utter seriousness to see if this thing works, as well as tag this post in a few random categories. I’d appreciate your feedback of my awesomeness soonest.
Cats are being picked up on Sunday, btw. Awwwww. I’m going to be so bleak without the little shits.
Also, I have 4 up-coming late nights and I’m shitting meself. I’m old(ish) you know… I can’t be doing these things anymore.
Okay. ‘Till later. Luff you.
Sep
3
3
Random Highlights
Things I have been part of as discussion this weekend:
- The Jan van Riebeck statuesque Flea manages to pull off when pished.
- The allowance of Flea being pregnant around the time of my pending marriage. Allowance being nil, I don’t want a fat bridesmaid; Pending marriage has yet to be decided on, with who, when or how I shall pledge my eternal love and life to one penoos*.
- The immense talent biscuit makers have. Someone should give The Bakersman a medal, like serious. Biscuits are the bomb.
- Joining in on the shitting out of Neighbour Jeremy, who happens to be married to Flea, who happened to be shitting him out, which is when I joined in. Men should never join a ladies quality evening together. It can be dangerous to insist on watching Die Hard 4 when the ladies have perfectly good chic flicks set aside. Dammit.
- The topic of being a hermaphrodite. That must be pretty confusing. Would you want to shag a boy with your cookie? Or a girl with your penoos? Or if you were really bored at home, would you be able to shag yourself?
- Mxiting with My friendly friend T, calling her now ex bf names & discussing which items of his belongings she should set alight in front of his house. She was sadly dumped late on Saturday night in a night club, in front of all his friends. I have renamed him to Anoos Puke.
High-lights of this weekend:
Awards & Shiz
Runner up - Humour Category.