Old Man Geoff comes out swinging and censors that notorious French love song just because it’s French. Being of English decent I can’t help but smile and approve Geoff’s actions. However the Hamster song was honestly a let down, but what would you expect from Stormbolt’s iPod by this stage. His personal playlists are so bad, they truly do belong in hell.
Anyway back with me and Ali, we continue to claw at each other’s faces in a display of sheer insanity. What has been witnessed tonight is not really catfighting, no this is a rare example of two rivals who just say “Fuck it” and unleash with zero concern for the consequences. Maybe the magic of Halloween night stirred something deep within myself and Ali? Either way…one day we will clash again but that time you will see a very different Kate and very different Ali for sure. This prospect excites old man Geoff who reaches for his heart medication.
Speaking of heart medication, for a moment I wonder if I needed to be on some when you suddenly bring your lips towards mine; for a moment I pause and think “She’s really quite pretty for a whore.” That is of course until the bitch starts biting my lips, naturally I lock my teeth on hers as well and we have a rather painful tug of war that leaves us both scarred and bloody. I scream at you:
“YOU DIRTY CONCUBINE>>>WHAT THE FUCK!!!”
It’s at this moment you bite my nose. I scream in pain…
“Argh you fucking bitch! Ow, Ow, Owwww”.
I’m infuriated, my mind races with thoughts of “Biting my nose! What a fucking Skank! Who does shit like that? What a cxnt!”. And yes… *Giggle*.
“Hypocrisy, thou art myself.”It was in this moment I knew it was finally time, I call upon Geoff to go and get himself a coffee. With the censor on break the time has finally come, I slide my right hand between us and sink my nails deep into your kitty. I dig into your labia and begin to pull and twist on it. Thankfully it’s all so loose down there, I can really bring the pain. Your face starts turning a shade of burgundy as your rage builds and you scream at the top of your lungs. Your screams are so loud that yes the dogs start to bark and Bella even turns to Erin to check that the noise was in fact not her singing again
