[Written on monday posted now because a certain lady comes home wednesday and I don't want her to miss this! And yes it wednesday in Germany right now]
Okay now, it is monday February the 8th and I am just talking to Smudge while I type this. She simply said: hey come to London we want to meet you, and I said: you know something, I fucking will!
So I hope you will join us in the First Secret Poloplayers Ball in London Fall 2010. We are not sure yet how to get the Polo part covered - we talked about either go and watch Bike Polo and get shitfaced (I will wear my "One less horse" shirt for that) or we end up playing polo in one of the parks minus horses because mine is on vacation that weekend - and still get shitfaced.
Now I want you little wonderfull fuckers to pull out your calenders and check availability and if possible block the whole fucking October 2010 so we have a fair chance to find a weekend to bath in Dirty Martinis!
Everybody who shows up will receive a "Phaty Was Rude To Me" T-Shirt and I promise to misbehave as much as I can.
And now phuck off
love
phaty