Bung Bunga Party
When we were in Rome I snuck out one night and went to a bunga bunga party. I managed to get invited 'cause I met this lovely girl in the street and she said she was going to a party where there were lots of cuddly people and because I am cute (and cuddly) they would let me in. Well, I was having such a good time I forgot how late it was and when I tried to leave there were lots of people outside with cameras. Here is a picture of me figuring out how I was going to get out without being noticed.
I finally got into the boot of this limousine which belonged to Prime Minister Mr Berlusconi, who was also in a hurry to leave. When we left the party, he was sitting in the back seat of his car wearing dark glasses and he waved and blew kisses to the crowd outside. The funny thing is, the boot was packed with pretty girls, who didn't want to be noticed either. It's a good thing we all hid, as the street was full of paparazzi and the flash lights from their cameras made my glass eyes even brighter. I saw MUM and DAD in the crowd and that's how I got these pictures. The one of me looking out the window was taken by my friend Ruby the Heart Stealer, who invited me to the party. She text messaged it to me. I heard that Mr Berlusconi is no longer the Prime Minister, which is a real shame, 'cause he gave the best parties.