Ordinarily this would be the point where I'd be coming here to whinge and moan about Fratboy leaving and all the weeping and wailing that accompanied it. And then I'd tell you how sad the kids were too.
Ha.
Except this Sunday the only place Frattie's going is to bed when I tell him to, erm, I mean when I ask him to nicely cuz he has a gun now (
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