"Me? Breathe? I'm always breathin', I am!" He laughed uncomfortably and forced a grin. Merlin's beard he was going to be slaughtered tomorrow, what was he thinking? "Both nostrils 'n everything!" Oh god he was embarrassing himself, wasn't he?

Eyeing up this magnificent set eh? MJ sold her soul to Satan's graphic designer. I wish he'd take mine too.