Aaaahhhh....somehow there is sublime satisfaction in getting called an "inhuman bastard" by a woman you have just met online....for something as innocent as suggesting she feed her hamsters to the sharks of Bugibba...Why do I have this lascivious sense of being in the right place and the right time...almost like a schoolboy getting caned....and looking back at the bastard of a schoolmaster, and your saying with your eyes..."Go on....hit harder you wanker, I can take it.."...
Guiri, I think I need your input on this one....see what my tarot says....this is deep man....
Marushka: What?! My little hamster?! NOW I am getting offended! You inhuman bastard!
I knew I shouldn't trust a man who proposes in the first conversation...