Wow. I just got back from a top, top weekend in London. My body aches from too much enjoyment. Seriously....
I met up with the lovely and vivacious Rainwolfkin, who's fun and energy never cease to amaze me. It will also never cease to amaze me how she managed to convince me to accompany her to Torture Garden's Christmas Special...
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Also, there is a fun fair in Leicester Square! You know those 'Games of Skill' which require you to throw a squidgy ball at a pyramid of 6 cans in order to knock them all off the shelf and thus win an oversized stuffed animal? Well......did I tell you I have a particularly good throwing arm and hold my school's record for throwing a cricket ball a very long way? Ok, so I was showing off to the gathered crowd, but here is the result of my successful visit to the stall:-
Ha ha ha! It's huuuuuge! And I made her carry it on her own. Through busy central London. And on the tube. Still, she gleaned the envy of other women who's blokes are crap at throwing balls; of small children who covet a 3 foot cuddly toy; and the hatred of all observing men who know they can't throw a ball for toffee and hence they have no chance of winning said stuffed toy and will thus be getting no sex that night from their jealous girlfriends. Nar ne nar ne nar nar
I hope you all had as excellent a weekend as I did!
I met up with the lovely and vivacious Rainwolfkin, who's fun and energy never cease to amaze me. It will also never cease to amaze me how she managed to convince me to accompany her to Torture Garden's Christmas Special...
{space reserved for a photo of me dressed in rubber, which will appear as soon as someone can tell me how to convert a bitmap pic in to a jpeg}
Also, there is a fun fair in Leicester Square! You know those 'Games of Skill' which require you to throw a squidgy ball at a pyramid of 6 cans in order to knock them all off the shelf and thus win an oversized stuffed animal? Well......did I tell you I have a particularly good throwing arm and hold my school's record for throwing a cricket ball a very long way? Ok, so I was showing off to the gathered crowd, but here is the result of my successful visit to the stall:-
Ha ha ha! It's huuuuuge! And I made her carry it on her own. Through busy central London. And on the tube. Still, she gleaned the envy of other women who's blokes are crap at throwing balls; of small children who covet a 3 foot cuddly toy; and the hatred of all observing men who know they can't throw a ball for toffee and hence they have no chance of winning said stuffed toy and will thus be getting no sex that night from their jealous girlfriends. Nar ne nar ne nar nar
I hope you all had as excellent a weekend as I did!
oh and, by the way, you forgot to mention that it only took you 2 attempts to win dog (almost only 1!). and the crowd loved you and because you were so amazing, all the other blokes playing stopped and left out of embarassment.
~MaryAnne