I'm back! :D I know what you're thinking - oh great, this one again.
Biiiiig apologies for not reviewing the other chapters. I was in Germany, at my cousins for Christmas. And I went to that Tokio Hotel gig on New Years Day. :D Ah-fucking-mazing is all I'll say. Every year they play a very intimate gig in Leipzig on New Years Day and it just so happened that my uncle was working on Tokio Hotel's tour (I think he's a techie or something, never bothered asking) and because their stage system is so complicated (he told me it's only been used once before, because it's so complicated), they gave him three VIP tickets to their gig as a presant. So me and my two cousins got to meet Bill and Tom Kaulitz. AND I STROKED THEIR HAIR! They just said something in German to each other, and my cousins laughed, and I laughed too cos I was feeling left out, haha.
And I was back in time for this monumental chapter...I'll refrain from chanting 'PETE AND SOAP, SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!' Even though that's what I'm saying in my mind.
I loved the little Mr and Mrs Smith referance, and the Arthur referance. Oh God, I loved that show when I was a kid...I identified with DW on a day-to-day basis. She was like me, transformed into an aardvark (I think that's what they were meant to be...I always thought they were hamsters.). But no way was it ever as good as Scooby Doo...nope, no way in hell. Scooby Doo is my homeboy.
Oh, and Bill-Bob Beckett is prettier than Pete...just saying. :D