Lalallalallaa. Today has been a day of goodness. French was relatively simple, Maths was harder than a very hard thing. So I went to London with my beloved. No, not Kat Ball, I mean Kris. Yes, Emma is correct, Krassie has returned. This is a turn up for the books, as we can be fuhnee when we are together. Sometimes.
London was very wet. I like the wetness of London, it's so Englandy. So the Krismeister and myself sat in a lovely Italian restaurant. And it was there that she, at last, asked me out. Sorry, Joe, but she was mine first. So, get off my land, yeh? The few hours spent together were used up talking about those people who we hate so much, and that we never normally talk about, because they are ugly and disgusting, and really stupid. We also stood in the rain laughing about stupid things that we have said. OH WE ARE SO SILLY.
And so concludes another episode of Krassie.
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