The Chicken Dance

Managed to get drunk twice this weekend which was good. Friday night was spent in a local wine bar with three friends, where we consumed vast quantities of wine and bacon fries. Then we had a lock in and proceeded to slap our own asses while dancing to Dolly Parton.

On Saturday night I discovered a new way to attract men. By the way I have now found out where all the single men are- in 'The Irish Social Club' in Nottingham. Millions of them. Just waiting to pounce. So I went there on Saturday night with three other friends and started having a bit of a dance but found the experience rather dull- until I started doing the chicken dance. Up until this point, despite looking bloody gorgeous, I had had very little male attention. As soon as I started dancing like a freak the men came swarming. I had a circle of men round me. I was the chicken dancing queen!

You gotta try it! I've even got a date out of it tomorrow night! Watch this space...

C x