...on her daughters wedding
Place: Las Vegas
Time: The morning after the night before in a phone booth
Daisy: Mummy it's me?
Mother: Who's that?
Daisy: Your child Daisy - remember?
Mother: Oh course I do. Hello darling (loud crashing sound). Sorry I'm having a terrible problem with the Olive Oil. What do you want?
Daisy: Its a bit silly really, well. I-got-drunk-last-night-in-Vegas-and-kinda-got-married.
Mother: How exciting sweetheart. Was it to Elvis??
Daisy: No... No, mother - he's dead.
Mother: Oh yes silly me. Who was it too then darling?
Daisy: A Cowboy.... from Tucson Arizona..... called Aaron Moore.
Mother: Does he have nice teeth?
Daisy: Erm....
Mother: Oh oh oh, I'd loved to chat but the cat is chasing a squirrel in the garden. (Huge Crashing Sound, Excited Squeals and then the phone goes dead).
My Husband: So hunny, how did she take it.
Daisy: *shakes head*
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(27.10.03 17:25) lol! |
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(27.10.03 17:31) hehehe.... 
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(27.10.03 20:42) lol. my mummy said you should never have sex before you get married, My daddy said don't by a car with out test driving it,,, listen to what you want hear. |
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(28.10.03 10:40) As long as she took it seriously D - that's the main thing. It doesn't do to have a dead squirrel in the garden. |