Hi!!!! I'm on holiday!!!!! Just checking my e-mail at this internet cafe and you wouldn't believe it but that damned psycho ex-girl friend of Pete's, has used up all my space sending me this insane message over and over it reads;
" Hi Bunny! Don't get too snuggly with my little bunnywuns otherwise I'll shear you and use your hide as a handbag. Ooh, your bedrooms sooo preetty but i think it'd look better blacked out, ya think?"
That doesn't even make sense. Bunny? No one has ever called me bunny and my bedroom, she'd better stay away from my bedroom otherwise her little ass is mine. Like some of you guys said, I've got enough evidence to get her good if she does anything but I reckon she's all talk.
Went down to see my friends Monty and Lemar at their little house just off St Pete's Beach. They know how to make some mean margaritas!!! Ended up asleep on a big lilo(is that spelt right?) jammed between their coffee table and couch I got so drunk on them. We messed around with these big bongo things they have and then stole Lemar's little sister's bikes(pink with little baskets on them!) and rode down to this place to get pineapples for some unknown reason. i still can't even think why we needed pineapples. I've asked both Pete and Ryan and neither of them have a clue. Had Frank been there he'd have known. He's full of useless knowledge. Frank didn't come to Monty and Lemar's with us. He's one of those people who likes a relaxing holiday, your typical straw hat and sandal type guy. He's bought himself War and Peace and has plonked himself on the beach and is thinking of doing nothing else for the whole holiday. well, each to their own I guess...
I gotta go, this is quite expensive for somebody with as little money as me! Bye bye!!