Night 5 in Puerto Del Carmen... We're in bed early so we can get up for 08.00 to laugh our tanned arses off at this pig and her latest bullshit.
I had a moment tonight where I thought of Trisha. This lady was at a table of 6. She had ordered pizza. This lady was nicely put together but a tad rough around the edges.
Anyhow, she started cutting her pizza (unnecessarily) with such bleeping gusto that the table was rocking and red wine glasses were bleeping chattering. She had zero awareness of the touch of a bullock she was giving the pizza, the plate, the table, and everybody else's dinner and drinks.
And even though a couple in the party looked on and corrected her she just laughed loudly and "fake deliberately" shook the table.
What a bleeping bullock of a young wan.
duck Trisha. Hope it fails. Like everything else she attempts.
I had a moment tonight where I thought of Trisha. This lady was at a table of 6. She had ordered pizza. This lady was nicely put together but a tad rough around the edges.
Anyhow, she started cutting her pizza (unnecessarily) with such bleeping gusto that the table was rocking and red wine glasses were bleeping chattering. She had zero awareness of the touch of a bullock she was giving the pizza, the plate, the table, and everybody else's dinner and drinks.
And even though a couple in the party looked on and corrected her she just laughed loudly and "fake deliberately" shook the table.
What a bleeping bullock of a young wan.
duck Trisha. Hope it fails. Like everything else she attempts.