Golden Slumbers…
Once there was a way to get back home.
I’m supposed to tell you about the bisexual poster that is hanging in our living room. It’s of a man touching his own tits. K & C are singing Beatels music. Mr. Carbohydrates apparently has a fat head. Camera is coming over this way.
Fries are really one of the best foods in the world. Or chips, in England.
Our ex’s were both at the parties we attended tonight. GREAT. We are super winners. Whatever, at least I have gorgeous friends, and a pretty boyfriend.
Mark is still single. And by my boyfriend, Maureen.
Time to salir. Adiops.
Maureen & Mark…and Roasting Beef.
