
Karen is no longer going by her lezza lover's surname and has changed her name back to it's original name, which is, erm, Wallis, yes, Wallis, that's it. She is no longer a hairy dyke, and is engaged to be married to a man (not a woman pretending to be a man, although, he does have a girl's bike) and has 2 daughters (not lezzas). She does, however, as predicted by The Wanky Times, have a brown sofa, and we suspect she has thousands of cats, although this is categorically denied by Miss erm, Wallis, yes, Wallis, that's it.
As for Camilla, well this is where the story darkens I'm afraid. After Karen cruel heartedley dumped her for not being a man, Camilla's life took a downward spiral. She was drawn into a life of crime, stealing other peoples boyfriends, and then chewing them up and spitting them out, some might say, like a maneater! She finally chose a man, Barry Chuckle off of the Chuckle brothers, and got married. Her sad story doesn't end here, sadly. Barry Chuckle developed a problem, called clickyfingeralitis, which later developed into full clickfingeralitis with sayingboomboomtishaftereverything. So now, poor Camilla has to live with a man that, after every sentence, clicks his fingers and says "boom boom, tish". He is seeking treatment though, and Camilla is hopeful he will make a full recovery. She said to us "Barry Chuckle is in treatment, and I am hopeful he will make a full recovery". They also have a daughter.
So there you are, the happy story of Karen erm, Wallis, yes, Wallis, that's it and not so happy story of Camilla Chuckle nee Spearchucker. I wonder if Camilla's brother is still a cock?
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