Why would I waste time putting it under MY chin when I can spend time putting it under hers? The KillerOnion twin turbo tongue shifts into 6th gear when given appropriate racetrack and the competition is left way behind in the dust. Hrm...I gathered Sparklie was a free agent too, and being that she certainly seems to think so, that pretty much makes it official. So that being the case, it leaves things up to the guy SHE finds most suitable. And we all know who the money should be on when it comes down to it...
Who do you think shoots the better longball, cooks the better food, speaks the smoother, more intelligent, sexier talk, dances the better steps, catches the bigger fish, dresses well enough to make James Bond look like a punk rock groupie, and isn't currently involved with anyone (hehe, to keep Robbo from putting his name in the blank here)?