i say, "randy" (sniggers uncontrollably) dear child ("child" spelled "t-w-e-r-p") - i've been away for a bit. do tell me whether or not you've managed to have a shag yet? surely they sell chopped liver and jam jars where you live?
and McQ (or any other letter from the arse end of the alphabet) - i can beat you: THREE navajo rugs. so fuck off, baldy.