Growltigga, thats just scary, just think you'll never be able to molester any of the FBW's anymore *watches as GT begins to realise the seriousness of the situation fall in*
*Watches amused as Mac begins selling all his old colostomy bags for fertilliser to the local farmers who, ooaar, got lost on the route to the vegetable contest held by the redneck bar down the road.*
Boy are they getting desperate...
