What in the world have you done to me? I used to be a girl with good sense. I moved from England, and it seems like being in this bloody country is decreasing my IQ by the bloody second! I mean, damn. Maybe it's just this barren wasteland you call "Texas." Screw Texas. I want Surrey back. Keep your dirt and your cacti and your horses and your saddle clubs and your ten gallon fugging hats. I don't give a flying s**t! It hardly ever rains here, either! I like the rain! It's nice! All you bitches have here is dirt and wind and s**t! Damn. Maybe I'm ranting. But England was a much happier (and thinner) place than bloody America.