One bloody fucking bejesus night

Right, so I just came back from me mum and I having a terribly wonderful nite. You see, we had just gotten our 50 dollars back from the survey and everyone else was away, so we thought, Bloody hell, we have a hundred, we might as well have a nite out on the town. Needless to say, we went to a fancy restaurant dressed as two bloody peasants, but we had money so they didn't give a shit. during dinner I discussed with mum about "sex" She said that a condom would break and that I should use a pill, and that I'd have to see a gynacologist before I ever had sex, so I'll have to wait. Then, we went to wal mart, and we each got a pint of ice cream, to which we went and got two great romance films that I absolutely loved! Serendipity and Bridget Jone's Diary! Both great, both wonderful, both making me want to speak with a bloody british accent. Bridget Jones makes me wanna get laid and smoke and get drunk because it all sounds fun. Well, I'm off now to go fucking sleep or bloody hell, I have to make some pasta dish for the picnic tomorrow, adieu!