Knocked Out By Nunga-Nungas
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 unusual and 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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