An Argument

Colette says:
Lisa and heidi were so happy to see you
Colette says:
Lisa always prayed for you
Trinity says:
oh dear
Trinity says:
does she know how massive god is?
Colette says:
she doesn't know God as well as we do ;P
Trinity says:
true
Trinity says:
we know him intimately
Colette says:
I'm gonna get closer to god when I sleep with The vicar!!!
Trinity says:
fuck off he's mine
Colette says:
oh no
Colette says:
he wants me
Trinity says:
if he needs comfort over Christmas, I'm available.
Colette says:
I can tell by the way he looks at me
Trinity says:
That's just his squint
he never looks me in the eye
Trinity says:
just at my chest level
Colette says:
its a big chest
Trinity says:
Oi!
Trinity says:
Jealous bitch

Arguing over the bloody VICAR! Anyways Guess what Colette did last night? She didn't like her salmon so she spit it in her napkin. Then later on when she was pissed, she forgot and put her napkin on her lap. Consequences? A lap full of fish...and it smelt too. Ha. You reckon a vicar would want a woman with a fishy lap area?
I reckon I'm in there.