She wants to make a few ammendments to J's previous post... well one important ammendment anyway.
The cold sore epidemic did not start with her. Oh no.
The cold sore epidemic all began many moons before that... (This is revenge J. Best served cold.)
One sunny day J was enjoying the apres with a fellow host, who I shall call Charles. Charles and J were delighted to discover they both have a shared appreciation for Take That. "What fun! We both love terrible pop music! I wonder if we have anything else in common? Oh look, we both have cold sores! What a coincidence!"
Male bonding in its most primative form. The sharing of your woman. I am not going to name names, but you're right J, there is a lot of love around resort, and the evidence was all over your face mate.
Now thats done, Lucia wants to do a guest entry...
A, J and myself were on chalet Laitalet 2's balcany this morning having a ciggi and staring out into the distance.
I asked them both "where do all the animals go in the winter?"
There was a pause.
A and J looked at eachother and then slowly back at me.
J replied with a confused expression "h...h...haven't you heard about the animal party?!"
I laughed. He didn't. A informed me that the mountains were infact hollow, "Yeah, the mountain is hollow..."
(the thing about this conversation is that these two were replying with upmost sincerity; as if I hadn't heard about the animal party?!)
"You know when you're on the chairlift and you see those little footprint tracks beneath you? yeah well they're like the little marmottes stumbling out of the winter rave seen from the hollow mountain to pick up some more crates" J says whilst immitating a little drunk marmotte carrying a crate of beer. "I'm pretty sure I saw a chipmonk the other day rolling a keg around....47 second keg stand by the chipmonks....fuckin A."
A turns to me, and with the straightest and most serious face I have seen on that girl says to me "It's all about the animal party"
I asked them both "where do all the animals go in the winter?"
There was a pause.
A and J looked at eachother and then slowly back at me.
J replied with a confused expression "h...h...haven't you heard about the animal party?!"
I laughed. He didn't. A informed me that the mountains were infact hollow, "Yeah, the mountain is hollow..."
(the thing about this conversation is that these two were replying with upmost sincerity; as if I hadn't heard about the animal party?!)
"You know when you're on the chairlift and you see those little footprint tracks beneath you? yeah well they're like the little marmottes stumbling out of the winter rave seen from the hollow mountain to pick up some more crates" J says whilst immitating a little drunk marmotte carrying a crate of beer. "I'm pretty sure I saw a chipmonk the other day rolling a keg around....47 second keg stand by the chipmonks....fuckin A."
A turns to me, and with the straightest and most serious face I have seen on that girl says to me "It's all about the animal party"
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