Haribo, Squishy Boobs, Nuns, and Other Things.
Posted January 2nd 2011 at 07:54 PM by LlamaLlamaDuck
The past 4 days have been like from a dream.
A perfect, beautiful, most amazing dream.
Wednesday, Rie decided to fill my bra with Haribo, while I was wearing it, and put a condom on one of the bats hanging above my bed.


Thursday, we went into Glasgow and saw a vibrating duck and fake boobs. Rie decided it was a good idea to nom a coffee bean which didn't end well. We also had our picture taken inside a giant ball.

Friday was my 18th birthday so we walked to Asda and bought jelly, marshmallows and flavoured vodka. We drank (Or rather, Rie drank, I tasted) the flavoured stuff and decided to make jelly with normal vodka. Which ended badly. We (I) put in too much water and had to add more jelly and as a result it took hours to set. The end result was almost-set jelly which smelled awful and, according to Rie, tasted like chicken. We threw it out.

We also nommed on Marshmallow Willies with Chocolate Dipping Sauce. When I melted the chocolate I may have forgotten the tinfoil lid and put it in the microwave. >.>
Rie looked horrified and told me to turn it off because there were sparks. Mum told me off.


Over the course of the weekend we also managed to tie our hands together with tinsel:

And I made boobs out of marshmallows. Except they didn't look like boobs.

We also talked about nuns shaving, donkeys eating nipples and I asked her if David Cameron was a pikey. =D
A perfect, beautiful, most amazing dream.
Wednesday, Rie decided to fill my bra with Haribo, while I was wearing it, and put a condom on one of the bats hanging above my bed.


Thursday, we went into Glasgow and saw a vibrating duck and fake boobs. Rie decided it was a good idea to nom a coffee bean which didn't end well. We also had our picture taken inside a giant ball.


Friday was my 18th birthday so we walked to Asda and bought jelly, marshmallows and flavoured vodka. We drank (Or rather, Rie drank, I tasted) the flavoured stuff and decided to make jelly with normal vodka. Which ended badly. We (I) put in too much water and had to add more jelly and as a result it took hours to set. The end result was almost-set jelly which smelled awful and, according to Rie, tasted like chicken. We threw it out.

We also nommed on Marshmallow Willies with Chocolate Dipping Sauce. When I melted the chocolate I may have forgotten the tinfoil lid and put it in the microwave. >.>
Rie looked horrified and told me to turn it off because there were sparks. Mum told me off.



Over the course of the weekend we also managed to tie our hands together with tinsel:

And I made boobs out of marshmallows. Except they didn't look like boobs.

We also talked about nuns shaving, donkeys eating nipples and I asked her if David Cameron was a pikey. =D
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I love this.
Posted January 3rd 2011 at 10:00 AM by Bibliophile -
Posted January 3rd 2011 at 01:58 PM by Katrina -
This is just beyond cute. :hehe: Glad you guys had fun!
Posted January 5th 2011 at 12:20 PM by anony mouse.