...alright then I won't. Skiing is a divine sport. It's like walking on air and going down a hill very fast at the same time. Having no fear of death is great and I went straight to the top and fell halfway down the hill straight as soon as I learnt how to stop and turn.
Proposal for my birthday. I don't care about getting any gifts at all, but I would love to go Skiing in France on a cheapo cheapo ticket. It would mean so much to me if all my bitches took the weekend off and went on the piste with me.
Up for it? Mail me and we'll sort out the details. Invite all your friends. I don't care about gifts and don't care if you get me nothing as long as you just ring me or join me. Don't patronise me with materialism.
