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So whats been going on, you may ask. Well Stan came to Feltham with me to meet my Dad and my sisters. A pretty straightforward task, you might think, after over a year together. Not really for Stan, as when he was still with The Sea Witch, my sister Lucy rang him up and called him a cunt. Repeatedly.

But anyway, they got on well and we had a lovely weekend. Stan did get a hard-on on the coach there, while a small child was looking at him (kids always stare at Stan, I think its because he's so short), so that amused me A LOT!!! Oh, and he stole a girls balloom when we were out and inhaled the helium, and then the Uncle of the girl whose balloon it was came over to tell him off and his voice was all high!! Good times.

Well last weekend was Joey Babys birthday. You know what Joey baby is like at the best of times with getting very very drunk, but she excelled herself on Saturday and became "Goldfish Brain Woman". We went to karaoke for a bit (Where Stan got up and sang with me, VOLUNTARILY. This doesnt sound like a big deal, but Stan hasnt done karaoke since he was 17, and that was only for a bet), and then we went for a bot of a boogie up Cabot. Well. Joey Baby gave her bag to the DJ so that she didnt lose it on the dancefloor, then said repeatedly, every minute and a half for the next hour "Wheres my bag?" "You gave it to the Dj, Jo" "Where's my bag?" "You gave it to the DJ Jo", and so on, and so on. Eventually we were getting a bit hot, and me and Stan wanted to go out for a fag (damn this fucking smoking ban, I'm bored of it now!), so we and The Mafia went to go and get some air. Jo stayed dancing with Sean and Scotty R Scotty R Scotty R from Weston. With her bag, that we had taken from the Dj at this point because the "Where's my bag" business was starting to wear a bit thin.

Anyway, as we were coming back in, we saw Joey, who was so drunk she didnt realise we had left the dancefloor before us, she then shouted at us for leaving her bag (which we had left WITH HER), said we had all ruined her birthday, told ud all to go fuck ourselves, and then stormed off. Sean then appeared about 2 minutes later, with, you guessed it, Joey's bag.

I spoke to her the next morning. She didnt remember a thing. Good times.

Anyway I'm on facebook, so if anyone wants to add me as a friend search for Becky Tomkins.

Oh, and thanks to My Fave Chicken my photo links are now working again. So if you've always wondered if I am as fat as I say then go here and here.

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