By Louise Rennison
As i used to be going out of my bed room door I remembered my nungas. possibly I should still take a few precautions to maintain them below strict keep an eye on. might be bits of Sellotape at the ends of them to maintain them from doing whatever alarming? i might prefer to belief them, yet they're very unreliable.The irrepressible heroine of the Michael L. Printz Honor publication Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging is again, and funnier than ever! Georgia has eventually landed Robbie the intercourse God, yet he is by no means round, and Georgia's ex, Dave the chuckle, is commencing to glance fairly dreamy. unusually, so does with regards to some other man Georgia meets, even the hot French teacher.In this 3rd installment of Georgia's hilarious confessions, Georgia's "red bottomosity" is uncontrolled! no matter what will ensue subsequent?
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Anyway, he got him in there at last. There was a lot of yowling and swearing and Vati came out two minutes later covered in kitty litter. Like the Abominable Ashtray! Even his beard was gray. m. In the end, after Angus had laid waste to four loo rolls, I was made to take him out on his lead to see if it would calm him down. God, he’s strong! I mean, normally I have very little control over him, but his love has given him the strength of ten mad cats. When we got out of the door he just took off with me on the end of the lead.
I even waved to Mr. Next Door as I went down the road. Typically, he just tutted. But hey ho, tut on. Nothing can spoil my mood. Mr. Next Door was wearing an extraordinary pair of trousers; they seem to start under his armpits and be made out of elephant. He said, “I hope you are keeping that wild animal under lock and key. ” Nobody can take a joke around here. Alright, Mr. Across the Road does have a point in that Angus did abscond with Naomi, but what does Old Elephant Trousers have to complain about?
Night night, Sex God, wherever you are. 41 midnight Vati just went ballisticisimus. ” Mutti was saying, “Bob, Bob . . ” Has he finally snapped and will have to go to a vatihome? m. Angus has pooed in Vati’s tie drawer! Hilarious, really. El Beardo as usual did not see the joke. He dragged Angus, who was spitting at him, into the kitchen and locked him in there. Then he shouted at me, “Right, that’s IT! ” I said, “Why? ” But he didn’t get it. m. Vati said to me over our marvelous breakfast of .