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[SteveHo]

just for fun.

sassy was part of my security team when i was attending a very high profile party.
They dont call her an assassin for nothing.

HerRoyalFattyness and I were both silver service waitresses at Buckingham Palace until the Prince Philip vs toast chicken incident.

She is now a florist who we use on every family occasion

We had both signed up for a tandem skydive, fundraising for guidepigs for the blind, and were mistakenly trapped to each other. We both assumed that the other was the instructor until we were actually on the way out of the plane. I admired her command of language and wide vocabulary; she admired my ability to pull cords at random till the parachute popped out. We’ve been colleagues ever since.

TravellingFleet very kindly took me under her wing at a midnight screening of The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I'd never been to one before. She was wearing an amazing Frank N Furter outfit, and let me copy her responses - I had a whale of a time!

Screaming and I were born in the same week to parents who lived in the same street in a small town but our paths never crossed until I interviewed and appointed her to a post in my team last year.

We are now good friends.

RJnomore1 held my hair back while I vomited in the toilets of The Groucho Club after I got separated from my group of friends. Turns out we shared a love of metro tiles, and a hatred of kale.

I met @JustHereForThePooStories when I found her climbing over my garden fence at 11pm last night. She was very apologetic but felt the need to rescue my 'darked on' washing.

Cuckoocuckoo delivers milk in our road. If you ask nicely, she will drop off free range eggs too, but she whistles loudly and very out of tune at 5am. Usually London Bridge or Wheels on the Bus. So most of us still use Tesco.

Urbanbeetler was the dinner lady at my school. She was very precise in how many chips she put on each plate.

MadisonAvenue was talking to MyShinyWhiteTeeth at Stoke station as I was leaning out the window, passing through on a train. I remembered her because she was naked apart from a builders hat. Imagine my surprise when a couple of months later she turned up at my home carrying my own hat that had blown off as we zoomed through the station. She had tracked me down using Facebook and dna profiling. Amazing work.

marants and i met when i answered an ad that she put up.
She had posted about wanting a pretty little pussy to stop her from being lonely. Me, going through a curious and adventurous stage, answered.
It was rather embarrassing when she told me she meant an actual cat, although we can laugh about it now just about

Met marants busking in Warrington, she said I was in her usual spot and she kicked off a bit.
I told her if she was as good as she claimed she could still make a fair few quid a bit further up the street, but she wasn't having any of it.
Eventually i moved to a good spot outside KFC and made a mint, we compared takings at the end of the day and I'd got 34p more.

Ihopeyourcakeisshit and I were both at separate, but equally ghastly, team-building events for our respective employers, at a lovely hotel in the Lake District. We'd both sneaked off to the bar mid-afternoon and ended up going for a lovely long walk and pub dinner. No one missed us!

I am screamingvalenta's boss. I now know where she went during team building and shall be disciplining her accordingly.

Frusso and I met at our local CSI school. Frusso can now tell flies apart at fifty paces and I'm a ballistics expert.

Frusso and I first met when she did a runner with my 3rd husband. Did the same with my 5th, the shameless hussy! We went on to from a lucrative business partnership which I shall not detail here.

Iklboo was the star witness for the prosecution in the case involving my sister’s ex-husband’s stepfather’s uncle by marriage.

iklboo I met ikiboo at the weekly beetle drive down the old miner's club hall. She cheats something rotten.

knitted fairies refelted my shed roof last summer. I didn't ask her to.

NeepNeepNeep and I met at the local potato lovers club. But I soon discovered there was a dark obsession lurking...

NeepNeepNeep and I were grabbed on the street to be last-minute witnesses at the secret wedding of a 21 year old Big Brother contestant and a 69 year old has-been TV magician. Our friendship has long outlasted their marriage.

Neep has neglected to tell you that she had borrowed my ride-on mower and was keeping it in her shed which had an enormous hole in the roof. I didn’t want it damaged. Sheesh.... you try to do someone a favour..

Neep and I met at a chocolate spa experience. We shared a whipped cream deluxe package featuring Ryan Reynolds.

to the below poster, don't call me she, thanks

... Ginger1982 was the registrar, and Neep and I have kept in touch with her too. We have annual meet-ups at the British Garden Gnome convention in the NEC.