LOL... "you there - the British one" That just cracked me up for some reason. His rabid horse? Excuse me? I may be his woman, but I'm not his rabid horse. *notes that a normal woman hates it when a man calls her "his"* Serious cleanliness issues? What are you talking about?
<-- that's me.
And um, just out of curiosity... what are you planning on doing to me with that mop or broom handle? Geeze, man, would you make up your mind about what you're going to beat me with? Mops are fun. They make floors wet. And then you can laugh when someone you don't like falls and gets their butts all wet!
Resistance is futile. Or something like that. In my opinion, that just sums everything up about a marraige, right? The more the man fights against something, the more likely it is that the woman will get her way. Resistance is futile... I like that... Andrew, are you taking notes Dear?
Can we call you Jeffery of Borg? Oooh, oooh! Can I drive your cubeship? *oookay... I've watched WAY too much Star Trek*
Did you know that grape juice has a nasty tendency to stain?
Hopelessly in love