The Vicar of Dibley

Dear Coach; After telling me on Friday afternoon that my dark wig made me look like the Vicar of Dibley, you have sealed your fate. I hope you enjoyed playing tickle with my rude parts in the past, as you SURE AS HELL aint going to get anywhere near them again. You tell me you prefer me as a blonde? TOUGH SHIT. I prefer you when I am drunk. Somehow I managed to keep that to myself while we were dating, you could have done the same...