Nooooooooo dont stop it now.
I have spent the necessary 20 minutes rehearsing my real sob story Dad passed away got a phycopathic daughter and I'm trying to get my husband to admit he's leaving me for my best friend next week.
I was called Whisked egg at school because I was constantly being beaten
At work I was called cinderella because I have 2 real ugly sisters.
I can sing real sh*t too, falling on my back in the rain is easy peasy for me so dont take the show off now and deprive me of a certain win.
Oh, go on then I hate them shows
