Tuesday February 8th
8:15 AM
"It" walks, as if "it" has its knickers up it's bum-oley. I must say that is amuses me. Besides, serves "it" right for telling Ellen. I'm very much dreading seeing her at Stalag 14.
As I walked pass Hawkeye she snickered, "Nicolson, what is that on you head?" Right then I realized I had been wearing the commercial beret that the Ace Gang and I had gotten in Frogs'-legs-a-gogo-land.
"Why it's a beret that I am required to wear here in this hell hole."
"What did you say?"
"Why it's a beret that I am required to wear here in this hell hole."
"Stop repeating yourself Nicolson."
"But you asked -- "
"I suggest you scurry off to class before I give you a bad conduct mark."
Scurry? Who uses the word scurry? It sounds like something you would say to describe a bloody mouse! But, even if I did run as the mice, it wouldn't have mattered. Hawkeye went ahead and gave me a bad conduct mark. I won't be surprised if she dies lonely.
9:00 AM Stalag 14 Assembly
What a marvy way to start of the day! Jas walked up and sat next to me as if nothing had happened.
"This seat is saved."
"For whom may I ask?"
"My best friend."
"Aren't you a dear." Right then Rosie walked up to me and I shoved Jas's books to the ground.
"Why if you don't mind, my best friend is here. So please move your childish play along somewhere else."
Then Jas went all huffy and stormed off and sat next to Ellen. Ho hum pig's bum. Revenge is extra sweet with cherries on top. Scrumptious.
11:00 AM Stalag 14 Les Francais
Jas sat next to me. Obviously Mrs. Big Knickers didn't get the picture she was unwanted. She is so dim it's unbelievable. Why am I cursed with such dim-witted friends? Or why was Jas placed upon my hands and had to become my best friend.
Mrs. Big Knickers wrote me a note:
"What happened in assembly, are you having the painter's in?"
I wrote back and you could see that her face lit up, and suddenly it drooped again. I laughed thinking how she read the note in her head. For what I wrote said:
"Please, Mrs. Big Knickers, move your big knickers head for I cannot see Gorgey Henry. Besides, why are you sitting here? It was saved for Rosie, my best friend."
That should show her.
4:00 PM my bedroom
Hilarious. Jas groveled! I have never seen her grovel. She really is desperate. She must not have anyone else but Tom. I wouldn't be surprised if Tom left her. It must be those bloody pomegranates keeping them together. I think I once spotted Tom speaking to his fruits and veggies.
Holy matrimony! Dave the Laugh called. We are meeting tonight at the phone box. I must call Jas! No. not her, we aren't speaking. Erlack! That was a desperate moment. I can get ready on my own anyway. Should apply a natural make-up look. Oh poo, Libby is eating my lippy. She is such a demented child.
5:06 PM bathroom
Let's see, I just put on the last of my lippy. I think five coats of pan stick should make my conk look less enormous. Oh blimey o' riley! I forgot to get a bra! We all know my nipples take on lives of their own. I'm on a search.
5:23 PM libby's closet
Found my nunga-nunga holder. Libby had made a little canopy for Charlie Horse. It's so sweet. Erlack! What am I thinking? That's my bra! You know she could hold more stuffed animals if she used Mutti's bra. Actually, she could fit all of her 'fwends' in that thing. Laugh laugh. I amuse myself.
5:56 PM my bedroom
I'm nervous. What if I look to over done? I don't think I do. But what if I don't look laughble enough for Dave the Laugh? What the bloody hell am I talking about? Not laughable enough for Dave the Laugh? We are just friends! I am loosing it. Big time.
6:53 PM still in my bedroom
Oh no. Dave the Laugh rang the doorbell. I can hear Mutti and Vati giggling from their bedroom as Mutti yells, "Georgia, be a dear and answer the door. For your mum is unable to answer." Then Vati made some rather unusual noises as Mutti laughed. They really are a sad couple.
So I am off to answer the door. Bon chance!
8:15 AM
"It" walks, as if "it" has its knickers up it's bum-oley. I must say that is amuses me. Besides, serves "it" right for telling Ellen. I'm very much dreading seeing her at Stalag 14.
As I walked pass Hawkeye she snickered, "Nicolson, what is that on you head?" Right then I realized I had been wearing the commercial beret that the Ace Gang and I had gotten in Frogs'-legs-a-gogo-land.
"Why it's a beret that I am required to wear here in this hell hole."
"What did you say?"
"Why it's a beret that I am required to wear here in this hell hole."
"Stop repeating yourself Nicolson."
"But you asked -- "
"I suggest you scurry off to class before I give you a bad conduct mark."
Scurry? Who uses the word scurry? It sounds like something you would say to describe a bloody mouse! But, even if I did run as the mice, it wouldn't have mattered. Hawkeye went ahead and gave me a bad conduct mark. I won't be surprised if she dies lonely.
9:00 AM Stalag 14 Assembly
What a marvy way to start of the day! Jas walked up and sat next to me as if nothing had happened.
"This seat is saved."
"For whom may I ask?"
"My best friend."
"Aren't you a dear." Right then Rosie walked up to me and I shoved Jas's books to the ground.
"Why if you don't mind, my best friend is here. So please move your childish play along somewhere else."
Then Jas went all huffy and stormed off and sat next to Ellen. Ho hum pig's bum. Revenge is extra sweet with cherries on top. Scrumptious.
11:00 AM Stalag 14 Les Francais
Jas sat next to me. Obviously Mrs. Big Knickers didn't get the picture she was unwanted. She is so dim it's unbelievable. Why am I cursed with such dim-witted friends? Or why was Jas placed upon my hands and had to become my best friend.
Mrs. Big Knickers wrote me a note:
"What happened in assembly, are you having the painter's in?"
I wrote back and you could see that her face lit up, and suddenly it drooped again. I laughed thinking how she read the note in her head. For what I wrote said:
"Please, Mrs. Big Knickers, move your big knickers head for I cannot see Gorgey Henry. Besides, why are you sitting here? It was saved for Rosie, my best friend."
That should show her.
4:00 PM my bedroom
Hilarious. Jas groveled! I have never seen her grovel. She really is desperate. She must not have anyone else but Tom. I wouldn't be surprised if Tom left her. It must be those bloody pomegranates keeping them together. I think I once spotted Tom speaking to his fruits and veggies.
Holy matrimony! Dave the Laugh called. We are meeting tonight at the phone box. I must call Jas! No. not her, we aren't speaking. Erlack! That was a desperate moment. I can get ready on my own anyway. Should apply a natural make-up look. Oh poo, Libby is eating my lippy. She is such a demented child.
5:06 PM bathroom
Let's see, I just put on the last of my lippy. I think five coats of pan stick should make my conk look less enormous. Oh blimey o' riley! I forgot to get a bra! We all know my nipples take on lives of their own. I'm on a search.
5:23 PM libby's closet
Found my nunga-nunga holder. Libby had made a little canopy for Charlie Horse. It's so sweet. Erlack! What am I thinking? That's my bra! You know she could hold more stuffed animals if she used Mutti's bra. Actually, she could fit all of her 'fwends' in that thing. Laugh laugh. I amuse myself.
5:56 PM my bedroom
I'm nervous. What if I look to over done? I don't think I do. But what if I don't look laughble enough for Dave the Laugh? What the bloody hell am I talking about? Not laughable enough for Dave the Laugh? We are just friends! I am loosing it. Big time.
6:53 PM still in my bedroom
Oh no. Dave the Laugh rang the doorbell. I can hear Mutti and Vati giggling from their bedroom as Mutti yells, "Georgia, be a dear and answer the door. For your mum is unable to answer." Then Vati made some rather unusual noises as Mutti laughed. They really are a sad couple.
So I am off to answer the door. Bon chance!