Well this is the second time I’ve written self fulfilling prophecy in the last fifteen minutes so I’m feeling rather grubby myself. So yes, it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy. Oh, that makes three. I need a shower.

I mean, your masturbation (I hope I spelt that correctly, it’s not in the spell correct) got my attention the other day, but I wasn’t sure whether I liked it or not.

Frankly, if anyone can jump the shark in this day and age, I would consider that an achievement.