Cassie is at my house. This is Steve, Cassie's mum and dad. Here's Cassie, showing a slideshow about our day in WIMBLEDON, home of the Wombles and Stephen Gately.
First we danced in the queues. Then we planted Robin Hood on the head of a passing Emma. Next, we drank marshmallows in the presence of a long dancing snake. Oh the fun. Steve is a spastic lesbian, and is proceeding to say 'you have very licky ears'. Horrible girl. Though, I have to be nice to her, because she is owning this house, and therefore reserves the right to throw me on to the streets, waving her knickers in the air, and shouting 'LORD OF THE HEAVENS, PASS ME THE SALT'. But I doubt she will do that. She doesn't need salt. I don't need salt. It's bad for blood pressure and stuff, and also means that there is less salt in the sea, and surely that's a bad thing, I think.
This is Steve again. Me and Cassie would like to say that we like Ogg's green........hat.
Joke:
What does Yoda have that's small and green?
A lightsabre.
HAHAHAHAHA.
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