That's it, belmorondontyoudarecallmeatomuorI'llgotell...

That's it, belmorondontyoudarecallmeatomuorI'llgotell mydaddy...

...vent your little spleen

Now..... you're well and truely ARE sounding like that truely marginalised, manic, mincing maria that you are!!!

But, fear not sweetie, I have diagnosed your ill, belfart.

Ever since that ohhhhh so nasty incident when you got sprung on Gaydar...well...that little tush of yours has been shut so tight

...you coudnt fit a needle up ya!

So...as a result you suffer from DSB.

And now the emetions are all going haywire...the hair is getting frizzy and the damn nails wont hold the polish

Go get laid, boy.

Get rid of the deadly sperm build-up!