Expressing my love for Widdleshamrock.

I love Widdleshamrock.

I pink fluffy heart this woman.

I hate my job; and anyone who has been masochistic patient enough to read my ramblings would know that.

Widdleshamrock, and the beautiful but highly sadistic Bettina, and myself,  share morning emails. It’s a daily catch up on what is happening in our days, kicking the nads of our men sharing the ups and downs of relationships (not those ups and downs, those of the filthy mind) and general chit chat.

I had a foul day at work. The type of day when the crocodiles were looking god damn attractive again. I worked nightshift, and then the glorious shitheads decided that I had another shift. Yeah, a really happy camper was this frosty biatch.

And then I come home.

Attach the intravenous flooding of fine grade caffeine, feed the hungry hounds and fire up the Vaio.

Reading through the emails, I lose it…

No, I completely lose it. Tears rolling down my face in laughter.

Widdleshamrock, that oh so beautiful, mad Irish kneecapping gal, painted a lion face on herself for playgroup. Bettina replies with:

“I bet Mr. Shamrock would have loved that”

Widdleshamrock then writes:

“Rofl, yeah, throws a different spin on ’show us your growler!!!!

Well, fuck me senseless.

There is mascara all over my face.

I love this woman.

But it gets better!

She then links me to “xkcd, A webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math and language”

And this appeals to me no end, ’cause I’m a geek. *blushes*

And the first image that hits me is:

I just know this would appeal to Mr. Shamrock. Because he’s also a geek.

Bahahaha… I excelled at science, but damn!

This would have made school oh so much fun.

Um… difficult, though.

All girl high school.

A group project with the lovely lads from Marist Brothers, mebbe.

Oooo, experiment time!!!!!

Can I say cunnilingus on my blog? Will the Pope censor me?

Nobody can say pussy on Kelley’s. Try it, ‘da man’ will get ya!

I love you, Widdleshamrock.

And a honourable mention must go to Mistress Bettina. Her blog contains slaughter pics – murderous pussy. Damn, I loves me some vermin killin’ in the afternoon.

I love you guys!

I was in a miserable mood when I came home.

I will be in a far happier mood tonight when I receive a call from.