the deed. it's done.

guest blogger alert:

here are a couple of hightlights (memory blackout notwithstanding)

1. oats' look when she thought i was being cheap and getting her the teeny weeny tat i got for me (for her). abject horror is how i would describe it.
2. spying on and snickering at oats stripped down to her bra-straps, with a slip of a ginga' holding a needle to her skin.
3. oats' post-tat exhilaration: ``i want more'' whispered hungrily in a tone reminiscent of kirsten dunst's baby vamp.
4. endless array of crap photos of all and sundry. not to mention flash's distressing camera exercise of magnifying romolo's beard till it looked like a contagious and dangerous skin condition.
5. excitedly planning a carnival: oats the tattooed lady, dena the trapeze artist, flavia the bearded lady, romolo the stick insect, flash the fat lady.

and so much more. that must be kept on the DL - love, crowbar