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So there I was roysh, in a state of basically very blissful ignorance, when suddenly Sorcha's up the Damien and I have to listen to, like, women's stuff. I am telling you, roysh, I never even knew nipples could crack and I was very happy knowing it. I mean, all I knew about the whole scenario was six seconds of seriously good loving, and now I'm basically expected to be an expert on how to, like, breathe like Dorth Vader and deal with baby turds. This is SO not good for my rep; but do you think Sorcha even, like, cares about that? Not focking likely!