There could be a raging nuclear war in full swing outside, yet some stupid bugger will still try and phone ‘on the off chance that someone will be t...ere.’ There I was, involved in the eternal search for a paper free desk, when life stepped in and for want of a better phrase, ‘Tangoed’ me. Tangoed me good and proper (With the fat orange man, slapped ears and everything). In fact so Tangoed was I that I expected the national lottery to jump on the bandwagon with a big hand and pointy finger. I needed to do some fast-talking to keep Sandy and Kristy on good terms. "Sandy, who is that down in the kitchen? It's the old Ken, right? And who put Ken and I in this situation? That was you. The spell you put on us requires us to act a certain way. Please don't hate either of us for that. I am Ken now, you made me this way and I can't help but want to be your husband but you have to give all 3 of us some slack. There are other things that I can't help either. And that is the sex drive the. They will be in the pillories for no other reason than Urgon killed their family leader in a challenge," Ognar replied disgusted."I don't like it, it reminds me of my mama when the slavers caught her. Can't you free them too, Athea?" Menja asked her pleadingly."Be careful with those midgets, they don't look like it, but they are mean fighters," Ognar warned her."You don't have to warn her about mean little monsters, our petite Matassaja should know best," Hassika laughed heartily."You don't. "How did you vagabonds get to be so bitter about all of this? Lots of couples split up. It's not a big deal nowadays." Well, we all split because our wives had affairs. None of them were what you would call normal divorces, they were all the results of infidelity on the part of the wife." And how did you all find out about these 'affairs'?"Archie sort of volunteered to go first."I was just getting ready to go to work one day, when I caught the tail end of a conversation my wife was having. All.