Well, well, well, now ain’t Pigsback the generous ones…
They sent me not 1, not 2, but 5 bags of fruity Typhoo herbal tea and a ’20p off’ voucher.
Ooh, they sure know how to treat a woman 🙂
I feel special – oh so special – like Brad Pitt skimmed a roomful of people and settled his eyes on me, like I’m holding 5 fresh petals in my mouth, like I found 5 perfectly-formed jelly babies behind the sofa.
Nothing matters, dear reader. Nothing but the sweet waft of fruity tea drifting towards my big ole hairy nostrils as it tells me to relax, gurl, relax, you’ve earned it.
It’s making me feel veeeeery sleepy. Must. Fin-ish. Ty-ping. This. Post.
YEAH. RIGHT. AS IF.
I CAN’T STAND FRUIT TEA. NEVER HAVE. NEVER WILL.
They smell great, and taste shite (a bit like an ex of mine).
I’d be much better off boiling orange juice and drinking that.
But thanks for the gesture, Pigsback. Love ya all the same…
I’m sure ya lil piggy hearts were in the right place.
Buh-bye. Hope you’ve had a good week, and if not, bite it on the ass.