"sam, why dont you just slit your wrists and the three of us will wank over you!" i really do not know where to start in explaining how someone would ever say that to me! it was something to do with getting pregnant by sperm in the bloodstream, my way of testing this theory was to inject some sperm into a vein, the above was clints answer to finding out! this was after he insulted be for being scruffy, smelly and saying i should wear make-up but before the time he grabbed me off my chair and dragged me up to dance or something not quite sure what as he lost interest once i was up. i knew there was something wrong with that cider! i did get him back though by spilling maltesers all over the floor of his car which he sulked about for a while. little does he know that i also wiped chip grease all over the seats mwhahaha!