*quirks eyebrow*
Hmm, maybe you have a point
*fries up a large feed of steak, finds cool frosty beer, holds swedish bikini team hostage, tries to take over world with three red KFC spoons*
That'll make them come back to me or something, at the very least it'll give me something else to do
*terrorises the swedes with the spoons*



Engaged to be married to her very own Mr Rob
Once again I put the blame squarely on tight pants