Memsaab.... that will make herr happier.
Even if one has no interest in making the tough Northern Colemans happy.
(HOW interesting now she agrees with me, "as a man in this vile peninsula [she left the seas, too, due the shits from their vile oceans - and she had bought her castle there at millionaire Heights upon The Roseland... the only just about tolerable bit ] one feels continually as if one is being assessed for possible Priory escapism, and a violent threat...
" well next time you will do as you are told and get in my tin can, rather than walk down to the meadow via Millionaire Row... for us to leave OUR thank you to the muck lass... "
" it wasnt my legs giving out... i was bouncing along and three men stopped by me in their motor asking if I needed a lift and when i said no thanks then they kerb crawled behind me ...i was terrified that's why i didnt make it down there .... "
" i TOLD you ...just bloody shut up i am ALWAYS right.... single people aren't safe here, with all the mad ex Londoner junky runaways in the region.... even if from Serbia, but they all say as long as they have Eckheart by their bed telling them how to be so sniffy and choosy well theyre all right arent they...as a certain woman found out in the hills a few weeks ago...
" but duck...had you bloody texted me accurately 'SOS im being ganged' ...
"never mind Queen Joan, never mind Empress Betty who took on Hollywood and ground them down by her violent stare... .. never even mind the one you refuse to acknowledge as saving your sex from a life of perpetual inequity the moment she came on the telly at the end of that first perfect summer we knew... we blew a fuse, 'fuck i dont know what she is but she is better than all the rest put together...'.
" ducks.... as you are underneath the fancy Memsaab brolly ... you still havent answered my question if you had the electrocution lessons, i know my fake mother had....
" A Northern Coleman's daughter ... an actual one with his black dust infecting and lodging itself under your fingernails just givin' your beloved dad a kiss at brekkie...
" i would have been straight there ...even if there were a whole tribe of very very badly made Cyclopes ...
So yes where was I...
The lands where nobody can ever listen, and everyone assumes you are THEM
Except at last a real secret weapon...soon
Now... all sorts of twerps have been brainwashed to perform " class is over" ...
a Master and his Mistress class, on that, soon.
actually thats very apt..a real man next to a fake one
" actions speak louder than words Duck.... as i have to store the Estelle library, last selection, due imminent crushing, and dont judge me some are shit but one must monitor just how shit Katie FForde is to understand YOU!...
