Only the letters Y and Z left, Plonkers.
It's kinda bitter sweet, actually. You know when you get to the end of a really good book and you don't want to put it down but yet? When you get to the end of the book, you want to read it all over again but not know the ending?
I feel a little like that today. The challenge is almost over and what a ride its been.
Today's Motto is
This is a yearning belly dance which is actually so beautiful.
Thought I'd thrown that in there for you Plonkers
and today's Insult is
For those who don't know what a yobbo is: a Yobbo is a Plonker with no class, no fashion sense - a bit like the Walmarters. You know, those rotund chicks whose thongs you'd rather NOT see pop out the top of their jeans? Those Plonkers that wear string t-shirts and stink like shite. Yobbos are loud, swear alot and usually drives crappy old rusted car from the 70s.
So, do you know any yobbos? Use the word, it's a fun one.
Happy Long weekend.