So me and louisa woke up really yesterday morning 7.30 to be exact to the voice of louisa's mum asking if we wanted to go to the car boot sale, we took one look at her..one look at a bottle of wine a pink wig, lepord skin coat blusher some mixmatched clothes and we were off!
By the time we arrived at la booty we where pissed as parrots jumping around stall to stall, everything was going peaches geldoff until....a bunch of chavs started shouting QUEER!!!!
That wasnt the worst though as a lady at the dog stool kindly explaned that she didnt mind 'my type' as her flatmate was born Clive and is now Sarah!?! - fucking bitch! - She thought i was a TRANNY! Louisa fitted in as most of the people where screaming dirty chavs with far too much blusher than sense.
The best part of the day was when we where at the meat stall, the man on the mic was shouting look its luke and louisa while people clapped and we danced the funky chicken.
Then the man from the home cooked cakes stall gave us free boxes of cakes, i think he thought we where mentally challenged and by doing this he would get good karma.
I love car boot sales today was the best sunday of my life.