I arrived round at the Leotard Girls house yesterday with my tool box and full of excitement at the prospect of hot leotard girl sex.
Unfortunately they pointed me in the direction of their fridge which was making this fucked up clicking sound from the back. Apparently there had been a party last weekend where it got knocked over and it hasn't been right since.
I was well out of my depth but pretended to fiddle around with it and check stuff. After about half an hour I told them that they should contact their landlord because it was his responsibility.
"But what about the parties?" shouted Princess Cheetara. "We have parties here all the time, we don't want him to know."
"Lie," I said.
I was a bit fucked off at not being invited to their cool parties, even if they were attended by headbutting dickheads. This isn't fair. I would have burst into tears if it wasn't that they started talking all frantic about Cheryl Cole and Ashely Cole splitting up, they would have thought I was crying about that.
"I think my heart is broken," I said fighting to keep the tears in.
Then I realised they thought I was talking about Cheryl and Ashley too, so I let the tears flow freely.
In the end I picked up my toolbox and sulked out of there without even so much as a cup of tea or peck on the cheek.
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Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
First Day Out On The Town
It was nice to get off the sofa and out of the house today. I walked down to Victoria Square and milled about for a while slurping on a big Cafe Mocha in Costa, they do the nicest coffee in Belfast.
I'd hoped that I might sniff some residue of Lady GaGa having been here yesterday but everywhere I looked for her trace was a dead end.
I sniffed the breeze hoping to pick up her scent but in the end I left with empty hands.
Coming home I met Princess Cheetara from the Leotard Girls at the bottom of the street and walked home with her. She said that she'd seen the wee fellah (Rock and Roll Stephen) who was nutted by Napper and he had a big gummy mouth and even though it was funny she felt bad for him because he wasn't a bad looking wee fellah before.
She said that her and the Raven Princess Spandex were having trouble with their fridge and they needed someone to come and have a look at it. I told them I used to fix fridges, which is a complete lie but I was getting horny walking up the road with her and this sounded like a start to my own private porn scenario. I'm going round later and I hope to fuck it is.
Cross your fingers for me.
I'd hoped that I might sniff some residue of Lady GaGa having been here yesterday but everywhere I looked for her trace was a dead end.
I sniffed the breeze hoping to pick up her scent but in the end I left with empty hands.
Coming home I met Princess Cheetara from the Leotard Girls at the bottom of the street and walked home with her. She said that she'd seen the wee fellah (Rock and Roll Stephen) who was nutted by Napper and he had a big gummy mouth and even though it was funny she felt bad for him because he wasn't a bad looking wee fellah before.
She said that her and the Raven Princess Spandex were having trouble with their fridge and they needed someone to come and have a look at it. I told them I used to fix fridges, which is a complete lie but I was getting horny walking up the road with her and this sounded like a start to my own private porn scenario. I'm going round later and I hope to fuck it is.
Cross your fingers for me.
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