Confessions of Georgia Nicolson - 9: Stop in the Name of Pants!
Confessions of Georgia Nicolson
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Time to gird the loins and pucker up. Blimey O'Reilly's trousers! Three maybe-boyfriends is a lot for any girl to handle—red-bottomed or not. What with Robbie the Sex God back from Kiwi-a-gogo land wanting to "get coffee" and whatsit, Masimo the Luuurve God saying things like " Ciao , Georgia, see you later" (the good see-you-later or the bad see-you-later??), and her mate Dave the Laugh snogging her in a pond, it's enough to make any girl mad. Good thing she has the ace gang to keep her sane. Ish. But now that she has tearfully eschewed Robbie the Sex God with a firm hand, Georgia is left with two potential snoggees to choose from, and it's high time she left the cakeshop of love for good. This time with a gorgey Italian cakey. Or a nip-libbling Dave the Tart. But certainly not both. Maybe.
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Confessions of Georgia Nicolson - 9: Stop in the Name of Pants!, Louise Rennison
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- Année de publication
- 2008
- Reliure
- (rigide)
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- Titre
- Confessions of Georgia Nicolson - 9: Stop in the Name of Pants!
- Sous-titre
- Confessions of Georgia Nicolson
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Louise Rennison
- Éditeur
- HarperTeen
- Publié
- 2008
- Format
- rigide
- Pages
- 286
- ISBN10
- 0061459321
- ISBN13
- 9780061459320
- Mots clés
- Humour, Littérature contemporaine
- Évaluation
- 4,15 sur 5
- Description
- Time to gird the loins and pucker up. Blimey O'Reilly's trousers! Three maybe-boyfriends is a lot for any girl to handle—red-bottomed or not. What with Robbie the Sex God back from Kiwi-a-gogo land wanting to "get coffee" and whatsit, Masimo the Luuurve God saying things like " Ciao , Georgia, see you later" (the good see-you-later or the bad see-you-later??), and her mate Dave the Laugh snogging her in a pond, it's enough to make any girl mad. Good thing she has the ace gang to keep her sane. Ish. But now that she has tearfully eschewed Robbie the Sex God with a firm hand, Georgia is left with two potential snoggees to choose from, and it's high time she left the cakeshop of love for good. This time with a gorgey Italian cakey. Or a nip-libbling Dave the Tart. But certainly not both. Maybe.