What holiday made us

Today Princess is in Ecuador starting new bussiness to get money to go on holiday to mongolia. She is opening an Agent Agency of course.
The first client is ready, therefor the Princess states:
- Do you fancy some relaxing
holidays?
- Oh yes please!
-Well then come into this cage full of sharks and computers.
-What? I think you lady got you intentions frustrated!
-Absolutely not! You need to get stressed to get relaxed. You don't look stressed at all at the moment now, therefore your holiday would fail.
-You are so fucking nice. I'm in!!!
-In!!! In!!! In!!! All you people are in! Who is out then? That is why you don't see the world around you! Because you are in all the time.May I have some alternative clients please or am I going to spent all my life on facebook? Do you know what I minge?
- Absolutely. Shall I apologise, pay or call your parents?
- Call my parents! Fuck yeah! What a great idea. I'm giving you 6 months holiday for free. Pack your balls! You are going to Ecuador!
- But I am in ecuador now!
- That might be true, however that is what you deserve!

Remember that a good agent is a future teller. Don't take shit for with no toilet paper!
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Dreams of inequality

Princes writes a letters to santa Claus:

'Dear Santa,

I sense that you don't like this letter already. Probably because I'm not being honest with you. This letter is not for you. It is a letter to the council.
On saturday I went to the police station. I was deeply shocked that you allow the prisoners to chat up the visitors and why is the prison in police station anyway?
The guy behind the bars code had
addressed me as follows:
-How about you jump to my cell and we play some games together?
-How about a game of tennis? Do you play tennis? - I said
-Yes, actually I'm a famous tennis player. You didn't know? Shame you don't know anything about sports. How embarrassing for you!
Yes, Council, how embarrasing! How dare you keep the famous tennis player so bar-coded that even I don't know about him? Haven't you see the zeitgeist? Where is the whole world going?
I hope you improve your brains in an emergency mode.
Looking forward to hearing from you Arsehole Detecteur.

Regards Princess'

After writing the letter Princess went to the beauty studio called 'Pubic Whales'. Unfortunately the beauty studios are full of women and today they decided to do a demonstration. Walking around the beauty studio they harmonically sang:
'Sexual freedom for all animals! Let the dogs fuck!'
Observing this, Princess quickly thought:
' Sheize! Everything is taken care of! Is there any inequality I can direct my fury into? My love and grief are restless. Give them a reason!!!!

...and she cried until the icecream van.
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The people from internet

Princess got a job in TV after they fired her from recycling company. (Extra gratis info: In order to start recycling company start cycling the rubbish and give big hug and a kiss to everybody who does the same)
In Tv she had interview the famish entrepreneur mr. Richard Handsom.
- Now, mister Handsom, what you are planning to open next? A bar in barcelona? A bridge in london bridge? Or maybe a brick in bricklane?
- A brick in bricklane.
- That is sick! Where is the opening?
- The opening...
- Actually you don't need to answer. Let us all read about it in papers tomorrow. I think you work too hardy mister handsome. You shouldn't take disadvantage of life. Anyway, I feel sorry for taking disadvantage of you - this interview is as boring as Alabama Fashion Week....- Princess could not finish the sentence because of human intervention: 2 persons jogged to her and putted non-SMS cuffs on her.
- Hey. What are you doing you Shitty girls! - Princess shouted- Don't you know who I am? I AM ON INTERNET! I AM ON INTERNET! I AM ON INTERNET!
Now, the story can not be continued until the Shitty girls visit this blog and learn who Princess is and let out from the cuffs.


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Sexes of language

- I'm going to Olympics 2008. - said Princess to her friend in bed.
-How increadible! How come you are going? How much? How.... How..... How...- the friend reacted (the friend was a dog of course)
- I have date. With Girasole. The most famous athlete in the world.
- How-oofa- poof- spoof-how-come-come-how
- Stop bitching, you disco ant eater - the princess got irritated- We shall promenade out of bed to absorbd some food
- Yes, yes, yes, what what restaurant who who should should go go when when?
-We will go to 'The Carpark Restaurant'.
- I don't want want want to - the dog waffled. It needs to be mentioned that the dog was a bit negative in his positve attitude. He grew up in new york and he grew down in london.
-oh, Why? Explain me why! Is that not fancy enough for you? Oh wait, I know a fancy food restaurant. It is called 'Shit'.
If princess had thought and spoke at the same time she would never see her friend running down the firewire escape. Thankgod he was wearing bluetooth dress otherwise she would never found him. She got him right at WTC (water toilet closet).
- Forgive me. I beg you - the Princess shouted whilst licking of the tears from her chicks - From now on I will watch my language. I will never upset you with my words again.
Et voila: since then she always had to write down everything she would say to her doggy friend. This is the only fashion of watching one's language (in the world of fashi fashion)

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