texts: Hi, hi, hi there, at last we meet. </s> <s> What the bloody hell d'you think you're doing? </s> <s> Our brief govereet thru the letter hole was not, shall we say, satisfactory, yes?
labels: Now listen here, you little bastard, just you turn around and walk out of here the same way as you came in. Alex eyes a giant white, fibreglass phallic sculpture on the table beside him.