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Originally Posted by rusticgal
The psycho has left the building..  |
Now I am not her greatest fan but how could you not like this self proclaimed fairy sylph like creature who wafted into the house on a wave of vegan fruit and nuts and cried tears of anguish at a plastic chickens.
Her balletic like sprints for the fire exit, her excited adoration for the laughing Buffoon Adonis she thought was the second coming but who really didn't give a damn about her exquisiteness and veganism.
Her agonies at the hands of the ogres that were Lewis and Cameron, who made her say she was not a fairy but an argumentative witch in the kingdom of Big Brother.
How could this vision of perfect living even begin to stay in a house where alcohol was imbibed so they couldn't see the beauteous person that was in their midst.
So she had to leave, to run into the forests of Boreham Wood, where she gathered woodland funguys which she much preferred to the unfunguys she left behind.
Our fairy Kay, soon to be seen as the Faery Queen in A Midsummer Night Dream or was it really a deep dark nightmare after all.