CoinOpratedGirl

Shave your pits. Wear red instead. Eat a watermelon. Grow a beard. Invest in a bread-maker. Get your watercolour on. Fucking smile once in a while. Hug someone. Take out your Sunday best. Shine your ass. Kiss your lovely waist length blonde hair goodbye. Save your pennies. x

Seriously. I can take a nutcase, but, I've just watched some special on her, and, personally, she's similar of that to a walnut, incased in a stick of dynamite, rolled in bacon, sprinkled with 'disco dust'. She's insane, and it scares me. Someone with so much wealth and so many screws loose, you know there's gonna be blood shed sooner or later. Isn't that a scary notion? Well, I know I wont be sleeping well tonight after that E! Entertainment special. Maybe it was Ms Houston, or maybe it was the horribly tacky over-dramatised, americanised trash she was ladled into. I'm bored. And cold. And scared. Ps. I hate wine bottle porn.

I dont understand men that can't take women with vulgar humour. I mean, I can say Cunt and feel compelled to say it again and again. But, I've noticed many a male cringe when that word flows from my innocent, virgin mouth. Its absolutely hilarious. I really enjoy basking in the humiliation I put men through with my vulgar jokes and disgusting humour. They seem to think I'm all sweet and good-natured, when in fact I've the filthiest mouth in all of Aber. So, women, I tell thee, if you use the word cunt in front of a man, I assure you they will turn a nice shade of scarlet and maybe even faint. And its the funniest thing to see since the invent