Peaches, the sharp stabs in my back don't become you!
You were such a sweet lady until you started fighting traffic. Now you are treating me like 20 miles of bad road!
It's so disapointing. Our Peaches is showing a catty side which makes me think that I may have hit upon some truth. Did you make that phonecall to Gonzo? I'll pay the charges or you can use one of my phone cards, and you can talk as long as you like until the old Peaches returns.
Do you have cats?
