Beverly Queen of Tarts...

its bin nearly 15 years sinse we lost our lovely princess lady diana of the harts...i'm still gettin over it...i still carnt look at a copy of Hello without fillin up...an i can only go to a Mcdonalds drive thru carnt go in coz i can see her sat there with her lovely boys...anyway i agress as the posh say...i think the cuntree may hav fownd a new Queen of Harts...by mistake i add...i popped in to see me rich dates mum Doreen on Friday to impress him...but i felt sumthin...like a warm feelin...i herd a voyce sayin sumthin...so i set abowt changin me imige...meet Beverly Macca Queen Of Tarts... 
 

                                      

 i got rid of the lovely nurse with a frendly wave...and set off up the stairs to run Doreen a bath...dear sweet laydee she was too...she kept sayin i waz sent from above...so i ran the bath n went down the stairs to make her a cuppa...she stroked my face gently...think she was a bit confused coz she said i needed a shave...so i took her up the to the bath and left he to hav a soak...god i had a ball on her chairlift...it woz like Alton Towers at hers...i luved all the rides...i nipped out for a wee shop on her scooter...i woz nearly dun for kerb crawlin...well i only forgot about her didn't i...got a call about 7hrs later to say she had managed to crawl out an hit her alarm...felt awful...hay ho...she ad a ball i rekon...

here i am out on da town doin sum wheel spins n cruisin sum guyz...check out da biatch in white...wass her problem man...i'll leave yerz wiv this little link of me avin a ride after puttin Doreen in the bath...check out me telephone voyce...laterz...Click below -