Squirrel, i adore you. Your just a great big bundle of bouncy fun. Hard working, mean drinking, lovable sweetheart. You seem to know when im about to hit trouble and warn me. Your always right there raaarking it up in the middle of those chaos parties. I know that when im around you, im gunna be safe and having a fucking ball.

From Auckland titty bars to the bush in piha, the dirty ghetto to peaceful coromandel, eatin free pizza at a girls night in to getting fucking sloppy at the saloon, it was all so lovely.


I'm so glad i know you. Cant wait till next time we get down and feel on some booty wherever it may be!

She rockeths the hardest.

I have only known Lady J a relatively short while but in that time she has touched mine and many other London lives in so many ways. I am blessed that our paths crossed.

Oh, and she has balls beyond normal comprehension.

Every minute spent in the absence of this girl is like a punch in the face. And I'm not talking about the fun, playful punches in the face. I'm talking mean, bar fight punches in the face.

She crashed into my life like a flaming cow carcass hurled from a trebuchet and exploded into a gorey mess of drugs experimentation, mutual choking and accomplished chilling.

I will never be the same again.