On Thursday I will be going to see princess Ri Ri.
My best’s mate amazing Fiancé decided to buy her tickets because.
Yeah, that’s right. Just, because.
And as much as I’m sure every man wants to see the good girl gone bad, he gave me a quick call to see if I was free to go and have a gay old time with her instead of him!
Having read some reviews on the show as much as I am looking forward to it I am not expecting it to be less than what is expected which of course would be so much touchy, feely crotch grabbing that you would think this was a tour by the name of her fourth album R Rated. I don’t think I’ll be disappointed though, with mentions of an over-sized, phallic looking gun which good old S&M loving Rihanna straddles, naturally. However, the icing on the cake would be if Barbadian Beauty decided that TFL did not, in fact, induce feelings of FML and chose to ride that rail once again, who knows I may even give up my seat for once, she’ll be eternally grateful and we’ll be best friends forever.
Sorry Georgie I know I said at the beginning of this post that you filled the position of bestie but na, na, na come on! Its Ri-Ri, she has a house in Barbados and is mates with Jay Z and Queen B!!!!