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Brilliantly funny teenage angst author Louise Rennison’s fabby third book on the confessions of crazy but lovable Georgia Nicolson. Now repackaged in a gorgeous new paperback and guaranteed to have the nation laughing their knickers off!
Jas said, Well, what happened?
And I said, Well, it was beyond marvy. We talked and snogged and then he made me a sandwich and we snogged and then he played me a record and then we snogged.
So it was like…
Yeah… a snogging fest.
Sacre bleu!
Jas looked like she was thinking which is a) unusual and b) scary. I said, But then this weird thing happened. He had his hands on my waist, standing behind me.
Oo-er…
D-accord. Anyway, I turned round and he sort of leaped out of the way like two short leaping things.
Was he dancing?
No… I think he was frightened of being knocked out by my nunga-nungas…
Then we both laughed like loons on loon tablets (i.e. A LOT).
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Brilliantly funny teenage angst author Louise Rennison’s fabby third book on the confessions of crazy but lovable Georgia Nicolson. Now repackaged in a gorgeous new paperback and guaranteed to have the nation laughing their knickers off!
Jas said, Well, what happened?
And I said, Well, it was beyond marvy. We talked and snogged and then he made me a sandwich and we snogged and then he played me a record and then we snogged.
So it was like…
Yeah… a snogging fest.
Sacre bleu!
Jas looked like she was thinking which is a) unusual and b) scary. I said, But then this weird thing happened. He had his hands on my waist, standing behind me.
Oo-er…
D-accord. Anyway, I turned round and he sort of leaped out of the way like two short leaping things.
Was he dancing?
No… I think he was frightened of being knocked out by my nunga-nungas…
Then we both laughed like loons on loon tablets (i.e. A LOT).