When I lived in Porpoise Spit, I used to sit in my room for hours and listen to ABBA songs. But since I’ve met you and moved to Sydney, I haven’t listened to one Abba song. That’s because my life is as good as an Abba song. It’s as good as Dancing Queen.
“Do you know what people say about you? They say you are homeschooled jungle freak who’s a less hot version of me. So don’t try to act all innocent. You can take that fake apology and shove it straight up your hairy little…”