Nothing beats a night spent at home with the Man, snuggling on the sofa under a thick, warm, fur blanket, watching a campy film.
Fake fur. Don't panic.
When the movie finished, the Man went to bed and I put on this show.
Crazy stuff, this show. One man, three (well, four) wives and I don't know how many children. But there are a lot of them.
As the Man says, "Three wives? What does he want three of them for? One's enough."
I'm not sure but I think I've just been dissed.