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Monday, April 17, 2006
fur coats , stiletto's, orange people and queues
Yup, all of the above were things that we saw on our weekend away at Alton Towers.
I don't have the energy right now to go into why people were wearing full length fur coats and stilettos to a theme park, and it would all be speculation anyway, but the orange people were scary.
I sort of hope it was fake tan, but somehow i doubt it.
Lets just say that on a chilly drizzly english easter sunday I didn't expect to be confronted with bare middles, low tops, corsets, 5 inch heels and spray painted faces .
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maybe the oompa loompas moved there from willy wonka factory seeing as Tim Burton made them all unemployed and hired ONE midget asian guy?!
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