Where's Indie...

[Fata Morgana]

...I have something to tell you.

Something horrific.

This will not end well...

 

[IndieSnob]

Oh God, what is it?

Not Stevie Nicks related, is it?

 

[Fata Morgana]

Worse.

 

[IndieSnob]

Oh god, tell me!

I'm trembling now.

 

[Fata Morgana]

Well....in November I will be spending the night in the company of a certain someone.

You won't approve.

I'm scared to tell you.


Butters, hold my hand....

 

[IndieSnob]

Fleetwood Mac?!?!?!

 

[Sean]

Well....in November I will be spending the night in the company of a certain someone.

You won't approve.

I'm scared to tell you.


Butters, hold my hand....

You're shacking up with Cliff Richard?

 

[Fata Morgana]

Fleetwood Mac?!?!?!

WORSE!

 

[IndieSnob]

Billy Joel?!?!?! OH SHIT!

Please, no. Dear God, no, really?!?!?

REALLY?!?!?

 

[Fata Morgana]

You're shacking up with Cliff Richard?

That botoxed cunt from hell....

 

[Fata Morgana]

Billy Joel?!?!?! OH SHIT!

Please, no. Dear God, no, really?!?!?

REALLY?!?!?

Sing us a song, you're the piano man...

 

[IndieSnob]

My heart is shattered.

The words I shared with you privately today now feel empty and..

Well, I have to walk away now. I'm in tears. I can't ever come back and face you.

 

[Fata Morgana]

It will be my third time. I love him. Although I DETEST She's Always A Woman To Me - sickly crap that one.

You can put me on ignore now.

 

[IndieSnob]

Maybe if you go to church and confess, I can forgive you?

 

[Fata Morgana]

My heart is shattered.

The words I shared with you privately today now feel empty and..

Well, I have to walk away now. I'm in tears. I can't ever come back and face you.

I know. I understand. I feel like I've led you a merry dance and misrepresented myself.

Whilst I'm purging....I like Tom Jones too.

 

[IndieSnob]

Double the confession time then.

Deal?

 

[Fata Morgana]

Deal.

 

[Fata Morgana]

If you have a Cliff Richard boxset I'm outta here.

 

[IndieSnob]

If you have a Cliff Richard boxset I'm outta here.

What, do I bloody look like Rick to you, you thick cunt?

 

[Fata Morgana]

What, do I bloody look like Rick to you, you thick cunt?

Rick who? Springfield?

 

[IndieSnob]

Rick who? Springfield?

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[IndieSnob]

So I put a c in there.

Jesus Christ lord have mercy on me. Ungrateful twat.

 

[Fata Morgana]

Ah, never watched that.

 

[IndieSnob]

Ah, never watched that.

You've managed to make that three rounds of confessionals, as well as a video recording of them.

Sigh.

 

[butters]

Ah, never watched that.

btw, i was e-holding your hand in a supportive, non-intrusive backgroundy kinda way - so discreet i hardly noticed myself because i'm just that good.