Well that's better. A couple of 2 foots arrived, and took the big white thing apart, they spread stuff out all over the place, went upstairs, you'd have thought they owned the place! One of the 2 foots came into the living room. I was hiding under the table (well you can't be too careful), but little miss Flopsy was parading about, looking all cutesy, PATHETIC, and I told her so afterwords, but SHE just said, "I didn't here them paying YOU any complements Mr. Hide under the table!
Women. You can't live with them, but you can't live without them.