Lillie - my love for you is death proof
Dear Freeloaders
I am sorry I am late for my own party (if the LATE gag doesn't get a laugh its because you didn't read it right Ed) I do hope you're not moping about the place like miserable saps, I will not tolerate tears, bubbly snot or negativity of any description.
I was lucky beyond all measure, I got to be with my Eddie and tricked him into loving me and after a brief 16 year pause, marry me. He gave me my beautiful clever not altogether hygenic boys, gorgeous Joe and handsome Harry. I got to laugh, I got to kiss and bunk off work and spend far too much money on shoe related products. Apart from a slight hitch where that bastard God short changed me out of 3 decades I can't complain. I am far more concerned about you hopeless herberts. Everyone I love is in this room tonight and I envoke stiff rights to tell you all exactly what I think of you.
You are in my opinion, making the most awful tits up of your lives. All that matters in life is love and you are wasting love, you are loving the wrong people or not loving the right people enough, or not loving at all. Love more. Love pure. Love until you forget yourself. Love the one ur with but make sure your with the right person first. Put aside all that is not love unless it has a one inch kitten heel.
And now to more practical matters, I want to go to bed happy knowing that my 3 boys wont join me prematurely through starvation, or because of some deadly disease you get from underwashed underwear. So Babs, my best oldest and poorest friend, I want you to move in with my boys, you and Gina cant stay in that flea ridden bedsit anymore. Fifty percent of all Dickies worldly goods is exactly nothing so there is no point in waiting for the divorce to finalise. Don't argue with me cos I can't hear you. Besides Im always right.
Final notes:
Abbie, you are beautiful enough.. eat more pie
Clint, dumbfound everyone and be good
Dickie, read what it says on your birth certificate
Babs, dont analyse so much just do
Ed J and H my love for you is death proof and bigger than the whole sodding universe, now show your respect by dancing madly and badly until you collapse in a sweaty heap.
Love Lillie
zz from http://peoplearekey.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html
I am sorry I am late for my own party (if the LATE gag doesn't get a laugh its because you didn't read it right Ed) I do hope you're not moping about the place like miserable saps, I will not tolerate tears, bubbly snot or negativity of any description.
I was lucky beyond all measure, I got to be with my Eddie and tricked him into loving me and after a brief 16 year pause, marry me. He gave me my beautiful clever not altogether hygenic boys, gorgeous Joe and handsome Harry. I got to laugh, I got to kiss and bunk off work and spend far too much money on shoe related products. Apart from a slight hitch where that bastard God short changed me out of 3 decades I can't complain. I am far more concerned about you hopeless herberts. Everyone I love is in this room tonight and I envoke stiff rights to tell you all exactly what I think of you.
You are in my opinion, making the most awful tits up of your lives. All that matters in life is love and you are wasting love, you are loving the wrong people or not loving the right people enough, or not loving at all. Love more. Love pure. Love until you forget yourself. Love the one ur with but make sure your with the right person first. Put aside all that is not love unless it has a one inch kitten heel.
And now to more practical matters, I want to go to bed happy knowing that my 3 boys wont join me prematurely through starvation, or because of some deadly disease you get from underwashed underwear. So Babs, my best oldest and poorest friend, I want you to move in with my boys, you and Gina cant stay in that flea ridden bedsit anymore. Fifty percent of all Dickies worldly goods is exactly nothing so there is no point in waiting for the divorce to finalise. Don't argue with me cos I can't hear you. Besides Im always right.
Final notes:
Abbie, you are beautiful enough.. eat more pie
Clint, dumbfound everyone and be good
Dickie, read what it says on your birth certificate
Babs, dont analyse so much just do
Ed J and H my love for you is death proof and bigger than the whole sodding universe, now show your respect by dancing madly and badly until you collapse in a sweaty heap.
Love Lillie
zz from http://peoplearekey.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html
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