You want drama? I'll give you drama: as I posted somewhere else, the two floozies fill my inbox with anonymous emails from varios accounts every day. All signed by S.R. and F.M. (Mind you: Shamu Reincarnated and Fat Marilyn). The questions so far have been: "Freddie, where did you get your weave?" Weave! "Freddie, where did you get your new booty and how much did you pay for it?" As if I were gonna tell them! "Freddie, our "breastesses" are hanging lower than your chin. We thought we'd ask the master: what would you do?" I wanted to tell them what to do, but I decided to contain myself (I went to boardschool in Switzerland). And the one from Fat Marylin, today (I'm too prude for this): "Freddie, should I finger my roommate?" (mind you: the roommate, I found out, is a male). I wonder if by fingering she meant running her fingers through his hair, in which case I don't have a problem. Anything else would make for an ugly, ugly scene.