Minge
My eyes have been watering all day. Not nice. Maybe it's the posh-but-cheap eyeshadow I got off E-Bay a few months ago... is that disgusting? Or maybe it's my soul's way of telling me I need to cry. But the eyeshadow clashes with my specs.Eurgh.
Anyway. A friend of mine recently got back from Canada and was on an airbus or summink, and said that two very camp young men behind him were describing everything as "minge". E.g. "Oh, look! Her skirt is minge!" or "This airbus is minge!".
I thought it was great - I had never heard it used as an adjective before. Spread the word, people.
Every time I go to type "minge", it comes out as "minger".
I am at uni and I really shouldn't be. I should be at home curled up on the sofa with a cup of tea and a man or a cat on my lap. Actually, a dog. I don't really like cats. Most cats I know are bastards. It'd have to be a little rat dog.
A man will do.
Tata!
posted by Marie @ 6:29 PM
2 Comments:
Second-hand make-up?
Is that wise?
It was in its original packaging and all that...
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