On a Date Tonight! (Again Bitches!!!)

Me (on the right) telling Ola (on the left…just incase you can’t distinguish between ethnics) on the telly, that i was annoyed with Carrie. (Haha! Oh those were the days.)

I’m having a great day today and managed to swear like a sailor, make fun of ginger people and be a ‘Human Lollipop.’ Sounds sexy, but it’s not really, as i merely smeared my naked body in sugary treats and then let my friend lick pieces of it off. It’s sounds a lot more interesting than it really was. After 2.3 mintues, the foolery was over. I ditched the experiment for a simple cup of tea. If you’re ditching ‘stuff’ for tea, then you really need to re-evaluate your life.

Life is an adventure. Love is surrounding me and some of you searched ‘Granny Knicker- Model’ and were guided to my merry site. I’m currently in my living room (my office…any space around me is my ‘office’) being told that ‘hate’ is a strong word. I HATE people who say that! It’s not a strong fucking word. It’s just a word… 4 little letters strung together to express an emotion. That’s why i never understand why people get upset by what people say to them…as really it’s what they do to you, that jabs in the dagger. (Oooh sailor.) Jabbings are good, they keep you alive. Keep you quick. Keep you sexy. I feel sexy today. I’m the hottest little floozey on the block. (She slaps her thigh and gallops through the fields of ‘ooh laa.’)

Due to my report of last nights shit date, it seems i’ve won the sympathy vote from many a handsome stranger. Yippee!! (She reaches for a clean pair of panties…or just turns the old ones inside out.) I (The Queen of fucking Greatness- yes please do bow) have scored myself yet ANOTHER date this evening with another, and probably much better suited (even though i’m in love with ‘latin lover’) suitor. He’s successful, he’s funny, he’s foreign, he’s sexy, known as a bit of a ladies man (so i’ll have to watch my guard) and i’m sure i told myself i wasn’t going on anymore dates??? I’m pussing from one extreme to the other, to see if it works any better. I’m flippin’ a bitchio. I LOVE having this blog. It does wonders for my love life. I complain and throw a tantrum, then everyone tells me they love me.

I was asked on this date via a text message that read ‘You fancy milk and cookies tonight?’ (Hopefully that’s code for Tequila or cocaine, with a side of everlasting gobstoppers.) After a long stream of trying to ‘not look too desperate’ text messages and a quick ‘i’ll pick you up late tonight…‘ ( i like men who just tell you what’s happenning…but only if i fancy them,) the deal was a done. Bring it Cupid! She adjusts her bitch boobies and gets them ready for work!!

Chrissie Wunna

9 thoughts on “On a Date Tonight! (Again Bitches!!!)”

  1. i can get u bugal if that is what it takes i can et the prubian ha ha ha hgood luck on your date tonight chrissie i hope this fella lets u swaer and u have a proper bubble

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