I love this getting to know each other game. Let's play some more.
That's right more Daisy trivia.
Well, my name isn't really Daisy though. No, that's right my name isn't Daisy. Shocking eh? Has that shattered all your illussions? Well, that's your own fault for having illussions. No, my name is in fact..........Hannah Mariah Mary Carey. Well, that's what my mum calls me when i'm bold, and you lot seem dead intent on tracking me down and stalking me. You lot scare me.
I may have to be surgically removed from my wellies. Uh oh.
I love April, cuz it's the month before.................Eurovision. Yes, that's right the count down is on, and i am eager to see what this year has in store. Eurovision night is my favourite night, second only to the first night of Big Brother. Both in May. Roll on May. Yes, i do enjoy me some tackorama.
Photo time:
I am fully aware i look about 15. I shall be 25 this year. Eeeeep. Let's use the eeeepy man face here to express thi feeling.
I don't wear make up usually, and i've got none on in that pic, so maybe that explains the youngness. It certainly explains the clown cheeks.
My boss took me aside for a little meeting today and she felt the need to teach me how to take a compliment. I am meant to say thank you, like a good girl. How odd is that.
ICY came down to visit me over the weekend, i love him. He's handsome. Girls go look at him, he's a stunner, and nice too. What a package. I remember being hideously innappropriate and talking about my sweaty boob crack a lot, and the more it disturbed him, tho more i talked about it. I think i showed him my sweaty boob crack too. I am all class.
Night fuckers. Now you know more about me, divulge about you. Tell me all your sordid secrets.
I'll tell you mine.
That's right more Daisy trivia.
Well, my name isn't really Daisy though. No, that's right my name isn't Daisy. Shocking eh? Has that shattered all your illussions? Well, that's your own fault for having illussions. No, my name is in fact..........Hannah Mariah Mary Carey. Well, that's what my mum calls me when i'm bold, and you lot seem dead intent on tracking me down and stalking me. You lot scare me.
I may have to be surgically removed from my wellies. Uh oh.
I love April, cuz it's the month before.................Eurovision. Yes, that's right the count down is on, and i am eager to see what this year has in store. Eurovision night is my favourite night, second only to the first night of Big Brother. Both in May. Roll on May. Yes, i do enjoy me some tackorama.
Photo time:
I am fully aware i look about 15. I shall be 25 this year. Eeeeep. Let's use the eeeepy man face here to express thi feeling.
I don't wear make up usually, and i've got none on in that pic, so maybe that explains the youngness. It certainly explains the clown cheeks.
My boss took me aside for a little meeting today and she felt the need to teach me how to take a compliment. I am meant to say thank you, like a good girl. How odd is that.
ICY came down to visit me over the weekend, i love him. He's handsome. Girls go look at him, he's a stunner, and nice too. What a package. I remember being hideously innappropriate and talking about my sweaty boob crack a lot, and the more it disturbed him, tho more i talked about it. I think i showed him my sweaty boob crack too. I am all class.
Night fuckers. Now you know more about me, divulge about you. Tell me all your sordid secrets.
I'll tell you mine.
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rdpixie:
me2! About the underoos! 