Necrophilic princes aside, bed beckons.
Good night all!
Incidentally, regular readers may remember that I was once subjected to Mr. East Asia. I blog about that here. Not that it shattered my heart, but I must confess that my ego was a teeny bit annoyed that bohra-boy-from-Hong-Kong was not particularly interested in my many charms. The mystry, as mystries inevitably do, revealed itself via a mutual friend who informs us that our East-Asian suitor-of-sorts has a gori girlfriend. My ego is now satisfied! :P