No! You know what? Fuck that stupid bitch and the fucking wanker she rode in on. She has no fucking clue what the sodding hell she's talking about. We knew Snivvy. She never even bloody met Pete, and she doesn't have any sodding business talking about him like that. And if she's going to go into a fucking tantrum everytime someone makes fun of Snivvy, she's going to fucking need to relocate to the sodding moon where her people are from. It's her own shite decisions that put her with that wanker, and we don't need to accept that. She isn't my fucking friend and if you're going to stop sleeping with me because I'm being an arse to someone you happen to like that's insulting my best mate, well fuck you too, Evans.