Grace And Lisa Late Night Bitch

The dastardly duo are at it again. Grace reminds me of some evil master-mind and Lisa is her hideously deformed henchthing - like Frankenstein, but Chinese with a mancunian accent. Aisleyne is the latest target of the angry ladies' focus. Lisa kicked it off with a fairly self explanatory statement:"I've just been telling Mikey that I hate Aisleyne." "I fucking can't stand her either," Grace said. "I get jealous cos she gets her tits out in front of Pete," Lisa confessed. Although to be fair Lisa should be jealous of every other human being because they are not so offensive to the eye as she is. "Most guys, if they have any sense, wouldn't go near her. She's a dog," Grace told Lisa. Grace, herself, is not a dog, but she is complete scum. God! I can't wait until she comes out of the house. I'm really hoping an enraged mob will throw animal excrement at her. I HATE THAT CUNT!

"Have you seen her without her make-up ... she's a dog," Lisa reiterated. "She has no class." As opposed to Lisa who makes Princess Di look like a chav. "And she sat there and goes ... 'parp'," presumably alluding to Aisleyne breaking wind. "I do it, but I can get away with it," Lisa said. In truth the manc ho's train wreck of a face does hide a multitude of other sins. "You do it, but you're funny," Grace smiled. "I hate fucking Richard," Lisa went on. A statement. which came as a shock because we didn't know Lisa had been fucking Big Gay Dick. But the sex terrorist has openly stated that in sex war there are no innocent casualties. "We ain't fucking bitches," Lisa said futiley attempting to defend her position. "We are," Grace truthfully admitted. "But Aisleyne is a bitch!"

After another awkward pause, which showed the two cunts have nothing but hate in common, Lisa stepped closer to Grace. She place one swollen claw hand on Grace's shoulder and looked meaningfully into her eyes. Grace seemed to shudder. "Don't fight it Grace... just go with it," Lisa said softly. "Pretend I'm Imogen if you like. I don't care as long as I get to lick your gash clean out..." It seemed for a moment that Grace was going to let Lisa eat her, but she caught a glimpse of the thing's face in the mirror, which instantly broke the spell. She made an excuse and rushed out of the room.