This Week's Nominee
Me! I am feeling like the munter of all munters due to belated birthday celebs last night. A heady mixture of champagne and red wine was consumed on an empty stomach. Supper consisted of a salami and tomato sandwich at 02:45 this morning when I staggered in Abfab style - smudged eye-liner and messy hair feeling rather jolly.
I have not felt as jolly all day and am getting far too old for this sort of behaviour and really should know better. I am therefore going to have to stand proud alongside the Goody's and Feltz's of this world for one week and adorn the Munter Hall of Shame.
As penance, I am currently available for special supermarket openings such as Lidl, Aldo's and Seven Eleven. Please contact my agent Mr Max Clifford for any salacious press interviews. Cheers my fellow Munts!
posted by rockmother @ 6:47 AM
7 Comments:
Never! You are not a munter, even in that state.
Judging by the photo, either someone's sucked all the goodness out of you or you are trying to suck the goodness out of someone else.
But a munter you are not.
Llewtrah - you are too kind - feeling MUCH better now
Istvanski - I have no memory of exactly what I thought I was doing but it looks as if I was doing quite a good Marty Feldman impression.
Happy birthday!
sorry - this one won't do. she's far too beauuuuuutiful.
Thank you - I am most flattered. (Blushing in fact).
Oh you just don't munt in the least. Not in the least.
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