It’s been a while…
16th March 2009
Dearest chummly wummlies,
As Billy would say, forsooth and lackaday, the poonosity of the British spring doth not cease-eth to annoy-eth me. There’s been not a titchy witchy glimmer of the big shiny thing in the sky this month – just cluds, cluds, glorious (NOT) cluds.
I’ve been trapped indoors with Swiss Family Mad for quite literally years, trying to hide in the relative safety of my so-called room from the elderly insane: my mutti, a.k.a. The Human Nunga-nunga, who has been prancing (more like thudding) about in a see-through nighty all summer. I kid you not. And my vati, a.k.a. the Great Bearded Whale, whose ever-expanding arse has enveloped the sofa. The Pussycat Gang keep sneaking into my room with mousey snacks for me, their baldy mistress – erlack! Not to mention Libby, Our Lord Sandra and Mr Potato Head (quite literally a bit of chewed up old potato) who have taken over my bed.
While I sit here, trying to fend off loons from all angles, staring out of the window at the drizzle of life – with not a Sex God in sight, just the occasional kittykat staring back at me doing that stupid fake yowling thing – I bet you lot have been chuckling away at my great mistress-piece and work of geniosity, ‘Stop in the name of pants!’. If you have not read it yet, er… hello, where have you been? What have you been playing at, you lazy minxes? Inject some much-needed fun into your life quickly, because Stalag 14 approacheth. Enjoy your freedom while you can! Even though I say so myself, my latest oeuvre is tip top full of hilariosity. So don’t miss out!
Oh dear. The mad ‘Heggy-hog!!!’ of my little sister calleth, so pip pip, chumettes!
Love
Luuurve as always,
Georgia
xxx
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