Read the fifth and sixth hilarious
diaries of Georgia Nicolson
...and that's when
it fell off in my hand.'
and
...then he ate my
This is my fabulous life:
boy entrancers.'
The Sex God left for Kiwi-a-gogo land last month and he has taken my heart with him.
Not literally, of course, otherwise there would be a big hole in my nunga-nungas.
And also I would be dead.
Which quite frankly would be a blessing in disguise.