Christian, why are you writing to a fanboi of some porn girl? Writing 60 pages of undying love for someone isn't exactly how I'd spend my afternoon, but that's xArinWhateverX's choice. What's next? Writing to ToeJamGuy warning him about Ceara Lynch's bunny kicking? I'm not being snarky here. Just seriously wondering.
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"What I do know is that if Karen Carpenter and Mama Cass Elliot had shared that sandwich they'd both be alive today." -Michael K