Okay, crazedturkey did this, and it looked like a good idea. Ten men to whom I would not say 'no'.

(A, look away. It would only be if you'd been hit by a bus and I was in need of meaningless comfort in my utter, devastating grief, you know that. x)



ETA: People upon whom I would like to take out a contract:

- Television announcers who tell you the plot of upcoming CSI episodes. I spent the whole thing knowing that the 'missing person' had had an affair with her lecturer, and was dead in a dumpster - information they didn't uncover until about 40 minute through. Thank you so much.

- David Jason, or whoever keeps hiring him to be in Terry Pratchett TV adaptations. Rincewind? Rincewind?!? I have no words. They'll hire him to play Granny Weatherwax next.