There. Did you dig that vibe? How do you feel? What, you’re taking a little lie-down? It’s OK. I feel your pain. And I promise not to do that to you, my beloveds, ever again.
Whoo. That was like the Spice Girls got lost in the hood. Epic. Epique. Let’s just turn our backs on “The Clique Song”, shall we? And drop some Michael Jackson on the old Marantz. Just kidding. Not about the Marantz.
Whoo. How was that for you? Nice? I liked it. Reminds me of the time I hit on a blonde in a white miniskirt in “The Dodgy Dog and Duck” in the darkest, deepest part of London’s East End. And her bodybuilder boyfriend came over to ask if “everything was OK?”. What followed led me to suspect that he had, in fact, starred in Snatch. Not so nice. So I was forced to deck him. Yes. I did. No pork. *Cough*