Would someone like to tell me where the fuck I am? Especially why I seem to be surrounded by Americans and fucking
frogs of all things!
I swear to
God, Devlin if you put something in my lager so you could 'have a go on me' I will track you down and rip your tiny twatty little bollcks off. I don't give a shit if you have super speed,
prick!
Also I really don't appreciate being stuck here in my sodding costume in the middle of December? Do you have any idea how cold this bloody thing is? Also trying to walk on icy street in stilleto boots - not happening!
Someone remind me why I agreed to this design? I look more like a whore than a superhero!