Life... And Ai shi te ru!
You know, I am currently seriously considering signing up to one of those Sugar Daddy dating sites. Seriously. Nat and I were working on our adverts last night. Apparently mine would be:
Reg 1985, no decent previous owners, immaculate condition, 40's style body with large front and rear bumpers.
Nats:
Reg 1986, undisclosed amount of previous owner but full service record available on request, chassis in need of some repair, temperamental transmission, smoke damaged interior but otherwise in good condition.
And yes, she wrote those. Hers actually ended with '...but what do you expect for 50 quid?".
But anyway, where was I? Ah yes. I'm going to become a hooker. You know I am starting to believe it'd be more fun than attempting to have a relationship with anything male in Thetford. You see I think Nikkita stole the last decent one. Though he does have terrible taste in coats (and women, obviously :P), so maybe that's a good thing. They say all the nice ones end up with complete bitches, but I am an utter bitch, ask anyone, and I can't seem to find a nice one. Just a succession of rather uninspiring Neanderthals who somehow survived to extinction of the rest of their species and tracked me down. And for some reason every time I think it's the love of my life for about a week, then after that wonder what the hell I was doing!!
Hormones? More like whoremones!
So, to the idea: Yeay or Neigh?
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