What of Twinned Ooter?
I sit here with baited breath, pointy shoes beginning to itch after so long wearings and waitings for my bestest friend Mr Foamy to come across with his toppest offer for my return to Centre of Excrement and Life of Excitement, reunion with all of my friends and colleagues, esp. Isolo Gun Club.
How very, very odd that my phone has stayed silent for so long now... How in the world are you all managing without me? Is it that "ethics" thing? I can get rid of what is left of them just to fit in with the new way of doing things, no problems I assure you.