Look here, Bud... It's high noon, my period is a week late, I have a god awful headache, and there *you* are with your pants firmly wedged up your arse, ignoring me...
...Or Maybe He Just Needs The Loo...
...Lord Help Me...
I *demand* a refund... Those condoms I got last month ripped *before* I opened the packet... I refuse to accept the fact that tight arsed bastards like yourself refuse to help peon's like me...
