take one woman with low self esteem, but quite good hair
add one moronic illness
stir in some medication which causes hair to fall out
mix it all up and this is what you get...

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Four little words 

A quiet, peaceful year.

That was the plan for 2007.

There was one thing wrong with this plan.

As Blackadder might say: "It was bollocks!".

You see, Big went and said those four magic words.

The words that prove his commitment.
The words that prove just how brilliant he is.

The words he said to me last night, on the eve of Valentine's Day 2007, are hidden below. Go on, select them!

"I got the job!"

Made you look, made you stare, made you lose your underwear!

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