texting
there is a scrawny weirdo where i work whom we shall call anorexic twatfeatures ("AT"). that is not her name but it ought to be. she spends her life talking about herself to anyone who will listen and the most common theme is how much she mings, how fat she is and how she hasn't had sex for eight years [how is that possible?]. she would perhaps have a chance of getting it if she didn't pin innocent men to the wall and scream the above facts in their faces within the first 2 minutes of meeting them. seriously.

anyway. the other night we were all out and we were all gobsmacked to watch AT sticking her tongue down the throat of some reasonably conscious man. in shock, i picked up my mobile to text a colleague: OH MY GOD YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE GONE, AT JUST GOT HER FIRST SNOG. HE IS SUCKING OUT THE COBWEBS.

three guesses who i sent it to...

serves me right for being a total cow i suppose!
( rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 26 May 2005, 14:49, Reply)