Happy Halloween
This of course means nothing to me. If kids come to my door tonight in stupid costumes, I won't be there and even if I was, the only confectionery item I would be handing over would be a Slimslab.
Thanks to all the girls who attended Book Club last night. I'm noticing a decline in the interest of books and an incline in the amount of utter crap spoken.
The Neighbour: Guys, can we do the book thing, my driver is coming soon
Animal Lover: What books?
The Accountant: When are we going to stop this bookclub farce and just drink?
BFF: Bags take this book, it's so you
Me: It doesn't have any pictures.
The Fashionista: Can we each bring a new book every month?
Animal Lover: Does it have to be brand new?
Me: I've still got The Faraway Tree somewhere. I'll look for it when I get home.
The Teacher: Guys, why are you dancing in the kitchen, we're going through books here!
Animal Lover: Sorry. Got carried away there. I was auditioning for 'So You Think You Can Dance'.
The Teacher: Well, we're having an audition for 'So You Think You Can Read' over here.
Me: Well that's me out.
Enjoy the weekend peeps, and my sources tell me it's roadblock heaven this weekend in Cape Town. Don't be a hero and cell yourself short. Ha CELL yourself short.
Oh God.
1 comments:
IF you called it "Wine club" you would probably curse it and end up reading all evening.
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