Monkey Business

My god the office is quiet today.  Medieval and I have been keeping the end up by gossiping all morning, in between mouthfuls of Banana & Walnut loaf.  IQ keeps glaring but I don’t care.  She can kiss my ass.

She’s getting married soon and talk is all about the dress and shoes.  It makes me mad to think someone wants to marry her, when no one wants to marry me!  What’s so wrong with making an honest woman out of Wondy, anyway?  I scrub up nice!

Didn’t catch much of Celeb BB this weekend, but Chantelle, Dennis and George are all up for eviction.  It says a lot that Michael Barrymore has not once been up for nomination.  Frightening really.

I read a piece in the paper the other morning about the wasted police resources being used to investigate Pete Burns’ fur coat.  They reckon now it’s not gorilla, but Colobus monkeys, which may or may not be very very rare indeed, and therefore highly illegal.

To me, wearing monkeys, primates, apes, whatever on your back is just one step away from wearing human skin and hair.  I find it creepy.  I think he should be punished if it is illegal.  He’s not above the law just because he had a hit record in the 80’s.

Fur coats are so ugly anyway, why would anyone ever bother?

Gosh, I’m a bit soap-boxy this morning!