Talk:Salamander/@comment-28935784-20150202190402/@comment-25016972-20150210145848

>in some obscure, remote country that only my work superiors and I knew I was going to

>receive letter

>"Wuld, I have a bone to pick with you! Firstly, when someone makes you breakfast in bed, you thank them. I really could do without this 'how'd you get into my house?' nonsense. The same goes for when someone hands you your towel after a shower - a heated towel, I might add. I still love you regardless.

PS: Pucker those lips and turn around!"

>Crap...