May 9, 1982: As Molly Harvey (Harpies Beater reserve)
Whole lot of talk going on around here, about Ludo Bagman, England's chances in the World Cup without him, not many people talking about if he's one of the scary masked racist sons of bitches or not. Guess that's one upshot to being an athlete, right? Beat people up on the pitch and no one thinks you're a lunatic.
Don't know if he is or he ain't, I'm just saying.
Anyway Harpies are having a hell of a season, real impressive, just wish the locker room was as fun as the bench (and the bench ain't half the fun the pitch would be give it two months, Ackerley's spot is mine). Too many wedding rings on these girls anyway, but I bet anyone reading this we'll hear another coming up soon, with Hebert being so fucking cute about her place with the Bats' own Finbar Quigley, not to mention it sent Jenny packing and homeless since she was his roommate for some reason (where are you living now, anyway? I hope you found somewhere). God knows they'll have pretty kids but that's all the good I can say about them until I stop having to hear about it.
Can't say I'm a romantic, sorry.
Upside, Ackerley's stopped flipping her skirt at anything that moves and Bones doesn't even talk anymore. Just wish Wales had a real McDonald's somewhere, you can't get real fries anywhere in this damn country.
Next to see if I can get a decent beer here. As you all like to say -- cheers.
Don't know if he is or he ain't, I'm just saying.
Anyway Harpies are having a hell of a season, real impressive, just wish the locker room was as fun as the bench (and the bench ain't half the fun the pitch would be give it two months, Ackerley's spot is mine). Too many wedding rings on these girls anyway, but I bet anyone reading this we'll hear another coming up soon, with Hebert being so fucking cute about her place with the Bats' own Finbar Quigley, not to mention it sent Jenny packing and homeless since she was his roommate for some reason (where are you living now, anyway? I hope you found somewhere). God knows they'll have pretty kids but that's all the good I can say about them until I stop having to hear about it.
Can't say I'm a romantic, sorry.
Upside, Ackerley's stopped flipping her skirt at anything that moves and Bones doesn't even talk anymore. Just wish Wales had a real McDonald's somewhere, you can't get real fries anywhere in this damn country.
Next to see if I can get a decent beer here. As you all like to say -- cheers.