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I am a young girl with Trisomy 21. I used to own a hair salon in Brixton called "Cuntz", where I lovingly restored the careworn weaves of my mainly Nigerian clientele. However, that all collapsed around my ankles, when my business partner was arrested for smuggling cannabis resin inside henna hair products.

My boyfriend, Derek, who was a rapper called 50 pence, was shot in the head in a drive by shooting. Unfortunately, I was up the peg and nine months later I gave birth to a fetus in fetu baby, which was taken from me and adopted by an eccentric homosexual couple in California. I guess he'll have a better life over there. I'm keeping the fetu baby though. It's like a Girl's World, but not blond.

I still live in the Bide-a Wee Home in Brixton and have a boring job working in a florists' in Forest Hill. It's run by a lady called Gemma Lapdiesel, who is very unkind to me and gives me Chinese burns when I get things wrong. I hate her.

However, I am ambitious and am determined to be the first Special Needs person to go on Big Brother. I have already auditioned for the lastest one, but my pregnancy put paid to that idea. But keep an eye out on me next year.

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Two things:
I've got builders cavorting outside my council flat in deepest, darkest Bermondsey, and they call each other 'twonk' if they say something dumb or make a mistake. Eg: "You dropped the cunting spanner, you twonk"

Another thing is from my rather rough neice in Hastings, who insists that the latest method of getting even with other girls (should they snog a boyfriend) is the 'Tit Knock'. What you do is fold your arms nonchalantly and as you go past your enemy (usually female) you knock their tits with your elbow. Very painful apparently. You then run away shouting "tit knock, tit knock, tit knock".
(Tue 3rd Feb 2004, 19:47, More)