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Desperate Scousewife
Day 7, 11:31
Wednesday 11 January
As Traci, Faria, Dennis and Chantelle went through their morning ablutions in the bedroom, Pete plumbed a new shallowness, even for him.
"I hope some 97-year-old blind, paraplegic billionaire sugar-daddy is watching this," he confessed. "So I can leave him outside Tiffany's and leave him there while I use his credit card before wheeling him home. And me and my partner could go and live with him and he wouldn't even know."
Dennis, never one to let a swerve go by, used this as a cue to try to pull Faria, again.
"Do you love me?" he asked, snuggling up behind her.
"What did you ask me?" shrieked Faria. "Do I love you? Of course I do darling."
"Can I be your sugar-daddy?" asked the six-footer.
"You're only three years older than me," replied Faria, stating the flaw in his plan.
Dennis: "OK, you can be my sugar-mamma."
Faria: "I'm younger than you Dennis. So that's not a good idea."
"Can I be useful in other ways," he offered, eagerly.
Faria: "No."
Dennis: "Shit."
But this cosy chit-chat couldn't throw Pete off his path.
"Maybe someone in a vegetative state is watching this. Dead below the waist and mostly above it?"
Standards, Pete, standards!