It's cursed and I can't help feeling that they just couldn't be arsed anymore, which is mean! I couldn't see the slightest bit of blood. As my paranoia mounts I will have to be getting a CSI kit and doing the UV boogy in the middle of the night on the bit that's actually finished.
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Ahh, you think it was an excuse because they suddenly thought, why are we doing this while he's fucked off on holiday and there's no-one to bring us tea? Fair :D
Aye, it maybe they got to a hard bit. I did offer them cash, will, I ordered the old Jim some. He told me not to be daft. I hope they didn't meet someone on my deck and shat it half way through the deed!