The funniest thing I've ever heard...(since I've been in Exeter)

Okay so I'm with a girl (let's call her X) and after a rather innocous conversation about what they are having for dinner ra ra ra, the topic somehow turned into how X was on the Pill to control her acne problems. X's acne had plagued her from youth (bloody hormones) and, as she told me, would only go away after X had children (bloody hormones). After catching BARE JOKES from the fact that X was on the PILL, I then jokesly stumbled upon the problem that to have children with her husband/ partner, she would have to come off the PILL - thus rendering her fertile - however, her husband/partner would obviously not rate having coitus with her when her acne came back. Thus a problem arises. On putting this to X, she replied (straight-faced and solemly) with the jokesest thing ever:

"I'll have to wear a mask then"

I exploded and I swear i couldn't look at X without cracking up for the longest time. Cue me then just bullying her through gasps for air with "What sort of mask would you wear?" / "Would you wear a clown mask"/ "Would you make him wear a mask too just so u didn't feel like a lemon"/ "What if the clown mask just aggravated your acne" and so forth...

Other heaviness that has gone down recently was getting wrecked ("oh, i feel so sick...i'm going home") post English exam on Bailey's at 2 in the afternoon at Traci's, with Jenny - she didn't have an exam, she's just slack - after having part-bought a £20 guitar from Argos with Traci. Then stayed up catching jokes till 2 by rating people on hotornot.com with Traci.

Tuesday I was back in London (shank shank shank when I'm ere). Highlights included going to see Les Miserables at The Queen Theatre on Saturday, trekking to Ministry of Sound with my legendary Dad to retrieve my confiscated hoody from the pum-pums at Ministry of Sound (Dad - "I'm not leaving until my son gets his hoody back")and generally hooking up with anyone who entered my house (Uncle J, The Taylors...)

Realised that I have spent a lot of time with my female friends this past week > not enough love for my boys. Had a wicked chat with Naomi "Doctor" Dray, which I appreciated cos there's always bare people in her room all the time. Went shopping with Jenny and Traci this week ("Is that apricot scrub for your yeast infection?"...[sound of Jonny getting slapped])

C.U. was noog-shot (flipping saw FIT PRANG MODEL GIRL on the way), primarily cos President John spoke at it. He went off on one tho and I was just bored by the end. Respect to him tho. Elections were held, and some of the crew (naming no names) took issue to the fact that I didn't vote in everyone that had been selected but asked for re-selection for some of them. My argument was that why shud I vote for people I don't know, and haven't taken the effort to get to know me. Pull Up Dat. Anyway, there was a landslide. boom. everyone's a winner.

Anyways, Open Mike 2nite, Cavern 2moro (free entry) and then some Somerset Retreat with St Leonards friday > sunday. should be merkel.

Books read recently: How Capitalism is undermining Black America/ Nightmares and Dreamscapes (Stephen King)/ Tell It Like It Is: How schools Are Failing Black Children/ Frankenstein (Shelley)

Tunes I'm feeling bare at the moment: When I'm Ere Remix (Roll Deep)/ Siva (Smashing Pumpkins)/ Gunman Riddim (Slew Dem)/ Esacalade Bumper (Elephant Man)