• love, lust and breadsticks ok so in the traditional fashion of weird random ramblings i have concocted a plan that will not only give me a theme but a structure of sorts!!!! these are two more of the new world wonders, but they are instead for the socially rejected inner city pratts with to much to do in the space of 15 minutes...love is a myth and lust is just a technical word for sex, while breads sticks are just that... sticks of bread. no inappropriate /inconvenient erections being pushed into peoples thighs here. inner city pratts practically live of this. their lifestyle follows this theme and as a result most have aids or children by the age of 30. today however someone stated that my hair resembles a dust bunny... i felt it necessary to peg a volley ball at them!!! i was then told that i had dandruff...i had to correct them of course and say that the white shit in my hair was actually towel fluff. of course no one believed me.....i think we were discussing the fact that if we cut our hair we would sell it off as a toupee... no one else wants to look like a dust bunny! ok! FAMILY AFFAIRS!!! this where i bitch and moan about a member of my family for...well until i cant be bothered any more...first up is TAMZIN!!!! *kills* but fist let me tell you i am a bit of a sociophobe and that the rest of my family can be divided into two groups a) The Serial Killers, and b) The Serial Rapists the Serial Killers consist of 1.Caitlin 2.Daniel 3.Jane 4.Joy Joy 5.Pete,and 6.Leanne the Serial Rapists are a tough crowd to beat though... 1.Finnian (my 6mnth old nephew0 2.Will (my 3yr old nephew) 3.Anna (my 1.5 yr old niece) 4.David 5.Fiona, and 6.Nana Tamzin alone is a sadistic bloodthirsty necropheliac. i.e. a serial killer who likes to rape dead bodies. she’s evil and smells bad and has a big nose, and as it is she’s always chooses incompetent boyfriends who come onto me instead (i just freak them out by informing them that i have ice sculptures in the shape of "penises" in my freezer). i’m still in contact with one of them. my sister is a bitch who kills my mothers plants , steals my mothers car for 3 days and hasn’t given me a birthday OR Christmas present for the last two years much less said "happy birthday" or "merry Christmas". and so concludes yet another insightful entry.

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