How the Hell Did Ketchup get on the Ceiling?
My sister’s turning into a teenager, my friends have de-friended me, I’ve just found my Declaration Form for Student Finance which I swear I already signed and sent off… and there’s nothing on TV.
People underestimate the power of the Boobs.
Karen and I have a lot in common, she chugs vodka like it’s water (I do too), she likes pretty, expensive things (only she can actually buy them), flirts shamelessly with only the rich and wealthy (I’m too young to look for a husband though), and has a brilliant collection of insults and is convinced she’s the classiest person in the room whatever the occasion.
Thankfully I don’t have her voice.