voici un nouvel extrait du tome 7 startled by his furry shorts!
Woke up like a startled earwig in the middle of the night yelling, "It'll grow back, it'll grow back!!!"
I had to root around in my bedside table for something to calm me down. Luckily I found a piece of Jammy Dodger (at least I hope that's what it was).
I had a dream that I was getting married to Masimo. At first everything was groovy gravy. He looked so marvy and Luuurve Goddy standing at the altar next to me. We were both dressed in white. I could see his gorgey amber eyes gazing into mine. They looked all misty and blurry... aaahhhhh nice...
d'accor il est petit mais c'est déjà çà! un leger avant gout avant la sorti française!
je retire ce que j'ai dit, en fait il y a 3 pages supplementaires:
Then I realised that I was wearing a veil so I couldn't see properly; everything was blurry as I tried to look around. In front of me was a huge orange in glasses playing the guitar. It turned out to be Call-me-Arnold the vicar in a kaftan playing "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life" from The Life of Brian.
A voice behind me said, "Oy, don't look now but your gay husband-to-be has got a handbag." And I turned round to see Dave the Laugh dressed in a pink dress and carrying a bouquet. That is because he was my bridesmaid!!!
I was just about to say to him, "At least he isn't wearing slingbacks like you!" when Masimo reached across and lifted up my veil.
I puckered up for the biggus snoggus, but he was looking below my mouth and saying, "Georgia, you have... how you say... no chin."
And I remembered the corn-plaster lurker fiasco.
And that's when I woke up.
What does that mean?
Is Dave the Laugh a lesbian?
Who knows. Who cares. Someone will tell me when I get taken to the loonybin.
ERLACK A PONGOES
Since the gay incident between Herr Kamyer and Gorgey Henri, the French substitute teacher, happened - you know, when Herr Kamyer kept showing Henri his socks, a clear sign of gayness in anyone's language. Well, since then we have assumed that although Herr Kamyer is obviously a homosexualist, he leads a quiet sad life in a very tidy bedsit somewhere. We are almost certain that he has a train set and a collection of stuffed sausages to remind him of the Squirrel. Or is it the Tyrol? Who knows? Who cares? It is in Lederhosen-a-gogo land so I will never be seeing it.
Anyway, this really amazing thing happened today at the school gates. A Mrs Herr Kamyer turned up! With a titchy tiny baby Herr Kamyer!!! We knew because they were all wearing the same glasses. Herr Kamyer scampered over to them and they all lurched off together. So there you have le turn up pour le livre. Or, as the Kamyers would say, "Die turn up fur der buch."
Ro Ro was gazing at them as they lolloped off in matching slacks, and then she said, "You do know what this means, don't you?"
The Ace Gang nodded like the wise nodding things that we are. Then Ellen said, "Er... no, erm, I mean... well, what does it mean?"
And Ro Ro said the hideous words: "Herr Kamyer has got to Number Ten."
I feel a bit sick.
Oh joy unbounded! We were having the usual unlaugh in Latin. Slim takes us, so there is very little opportunity for snoozing - she may be the Jellyqueen of the Universe, but she has surprisingly good eyesight. For a jelly. Anyway, she was jelloiding on at the front of the class, sitting at her desk, rambling on about Romulus and Remus and their wolfy mutti. Does it really matter, I ask myself? All right, it mattered to Rommy and Remy that they had a big hairy mutti; it matters to me that I have a mutti with gigantic nungas. But when I am dead and gone I won't go on and on about it, will I? I mean, what is the point of rambling on about stuff that happened ages ago?
I said that in Latin. I said, "Excuse me, what exactly is the point of the past? It's over, Miss. Face it. Let it go. Move on." (Clearly I didn't say it out loud, as detention is not my friend.)
Forty-five years of complaining about their hairy mutti and the honour of Rome later, I was just admiring Slim's chin work when there was a loud cracking noise, and she disappeared under the desk.
Honestly!
The Ace Gang looked at each other in amazementosity. Slim had clearly exploded!
I jumped to my feet and yelled, "It's a miracle, it's a miracle! God lives!! Baby Jesus has spoken!!!"
Rosie was down on her knees saying, "Hallelujah, hallelujah, we are saved!"
Then we heard Slim's voice booming out from underneath the desk: "One of you girls come over here and help me up immediately!!!"
I really thought I would quite literally wet my pantaloonies with laughing. It took four girls to get Slim upright again, and even then the chair seat was still attached to her enormous botty.
Happy, happy days.
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Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan 
et devrait s'appeler en france Bienvenue à Gus-Land 
je me doutais que robbie reviendrait un jour!!! j'espere que dave et gee vont rester ensemble! dis moi où trouves tu tes spoilers? 
