Gin, you know I heart you. I have put out your snacks, booze and music of choice in the Pit and a few scatter cushions for you to lounge about on or punch. Things will get better. They will. Or by God, people will have ME to deal with
Cho, am wetting myself at you saying 'luuHvlie' - but am now going to find it hard to stop myself saying it too; I have the same things as my Dad - a sort of Tourette's need to say inappropriate things at exactly the wrong time and anything new gets lodged in our minds! Also pmsl at Iggy the other day saying she whispered 'you're my wife now, Dave' to her husband as they were pronounced H&W! Must admit, I'd thought of doing that too, if and when me and Russell Howard TYF get our matrimonial act together.
Oh, and as for you taking the dildocam crown off Gin - it doesn't count if you've bought one for personal use
Of course, it's not all comedy chitchat whilst me and him are attempting to procreate. Okay, so it's mainly comedy chitchat, but there is also mucho passion and tenderness. Or tears, begging, resignation and simmering resentment when it's D5 of enforced TTC Ov-time mega-rudeness. And that's just him, hoho. It was each other's sense of humour that made us first fall for each other, so we're always laughing together (we write comedy and comedy songs just for own amusement).
Sorry, am really waffling about myself today. Must force myself to go to Tesco and infect the local populace (if you could see them, you'd know it was the least they deserve).