Oh ****. Why didn't I remember that. Apologising for others stepping on your toes and all that. I could've exploited that a bit more. What a waste of an opportunity to discover what shades of purple this pale Englishman's face can manage. Bah.



AND I AM NOT STALKING YOU, MOROS! JUST BECAUSE I AM WRITING THIS ON MY LAPTOP PARKED IN THAT RED RENAULT OUTSIDE OF YOUR HOUSE IN PILSEN DOES NOT MEAN I STALK YOU, ALLRIGHT!?

I do not even think you can see me from where you're sitting now on the second floor in the back of your house...