December 17th, 2012
Kickette HQ: Bye Bye Bitch-face
Before you go all Daniele de Rossi style emotional outrage on us, take a deep, soothing breath (in with anger, out with Xabi…) and leave your email for our mailing list here. Then we can keep you on our insiders’ list for when the next stage of Kickette’s world domination is ready.
Note: We’re extremely anti-spam, and your information will never be forwarded or passed on to any one else. Ever. (Unless we get access to Becks’, Lamps’ or Cristiano’s personal email, in which case we’ll be forwarding your details faster than you can say “walk-in clinic.”)
We’re keeping things light because we’re shallow like that, but know that we are so grateful that you came to visit us when you should have been working/sleeping/stalking footballers. We love you like Mario Balotelli loves a chain belt. Maybe even more so. We definitely heart you more thanLampsy loves JT; more than Becks desires… well, everybody. To think, we lasted longer in your hearts than good old whatsherface did.
P.P.S. Seriously, sign up and stay in touch. xoxo