Jibber jabber.

We went to Dunedin recently. We made some damn good memories. Someone called someone else repugnant and we managed to come to the conclusion that it made us thing of re-pugging things, as in making them the dog. "Oh, it's dead, we'll just re-pug that." Luca kept saying "Where dem fiddies?" and the correct response to that is "On my titties, bitch." We were going through my handbag and I pulled out a pocket knife, tampon, hospital band (that thing they put on your wrist when they admit you in)a lighter and a panty liner. Megan said "So we'll stab someone, shove a tampon in the wound, put them in hospital and set them on fire?" to which I replied 'Yes, but we must remember to line their panties" There is more but my brains sleepy. Basically it was a bloody awesome trip. One day you'll all see me standing on a burning couch in my underwear with a bottle of vodka on the news and you'll be proud to know me.