So topless sunbathing is going out of fashion. More women are choosing fashionable swimwear and good grooming over letting it all hang out. Hmmmm, and then a week or so ago we were all talking about obesity. Don't the two go hand in hand.
Oi Michelle McManus ... keep that top on, I DON'T WANNA SEE YOUR SAGGY TATS!!!
I bought some new feathers last night, from John Lewis. Feathers being the new rosettes. I may be losing it!!!
Luckily I was out last night, so I missed Big Brother. Result eh. Kitten my ass.
I was quite nice weather wise yesterday, but it rained ooop North. They only had a few overs at Headingley. Shame eh, it's Euro 96 SOON ... England are gonna win, I can feel it in my water, or they may lose to German in the Semi, er ... on pens. I can feel it, or is that just my Joselyn Brown impression? Who nose? Pinochiot!!!
Drum and Bass, what's that all about? Answers on a postage stamp to Goldie. I'm sure she died in the nineties leaving Simon Groom mortified.
My tune of the day:It's yours - John Cutler
Friday, June 04, 2004
Get ya tats out, get ya tats out ...
Posted by Ric at 9:26 am
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