Wednesday, April 19, 2006

80 years of really awful clothes

Happy birthday, Ma'am. Well done on getting to 80.

You know what you ought to do? You should invite 99 other 80-year-olds from around the Commonwealth to come and have a nice lunch with you at The Palace. And for an extra-special twist, they should all have the exact same birthday as you, Ma'am. Oh, you have done that? What a simply wonderful idea.

What's that? You're not really 80 till Friday, but you didn't want to spoil your actual birthday by hanging out with a bunch of dribbling old fucking commoners? Quite right, too, Ma'am.

A hundred 80-year-olds... Can you imagine how much fun it would be to work as a waiter at that shindig?


Anonymous Anonymous said...

who in there fecking rite mind would want 2 hang out a b palace? all those friggin corgis pissin on ur foot n then bitin ya

20 April, 2006 03:00  
Blogger * (asterisk) said...

And I thought you'd like dogs, DP...

20 April, 2006 08:49  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

They came in a limo and left in a hearse

20 April, 2006 10:02  
Blogger the cappuccino kid said...

i can smell the stale piss from here!
hope she chokes on a vol aux vent. bitch!

21 April, 2006 10:24  

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