It was dark outside when Donald answere the door. She had said she would be there at 6 o clock but now it was more like 9.00. She was BUGGERED ROTTEN and asked if she could SAG ON THE RUG FOR A WHILE

For a moment he thought she might be ADDICTED TO SOFT DRUGS AND ROUGH SAILORS. But she didn't seem quite as psychotic as most of the people he'd met latelty so he KILLED HER IN DESPAIR AT GOD.

Donald made a living nowadays as a VIDEO EDITOR

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She spent days trailing around after him, collecting video footage for her net site and listening to stories about the time Shiela Tequilla and he had "been too much for Naples".

The pantomime developed loosely around the tale of Cinderella. Donald was Donald, the Prince was a DARLING, the Sista a SYCHOPTH and Buttons a DRUNK

It all went well until the night of the performance, when, after drinking the free vodka, Donald GOT ROBBED IN THE HOTEL BY A CUNT

She GAVE HIM CRABS THOUGH HA HA HA

and the hotel fire alarm went off at 5.00am in the morning. They all looked dog rough, except for Donald who had matching blue cotton Pyjamas.

They never found out "who done it" but I WILL MURDER HIM BY AUGUST