I need to think of something to write, but my mind is just blocked. Just like an overflowing gutter which refuses to take anything in. I know it doesnt really apply here, but my bathroom had blocked gutters, and only a person who has been through the trauma of blocked gutters can tell you how distressing it is.
i came back one day, to find my house flooded like the lower deck of the titanic when the glacier struck. It wasn't very cool.
Also, i have learnt that it is not advisable to tell people you are a dancing toffee. It usually provokes a PG 13 or more rated response, depending how graphic your imagination is. Still. Being a dancing toffee WAS fun, i have to admit. I mean, its a once in a lifetime thing. It should be enjoyed.
besides. Dancing toffees are sexy.