I have grown weary of kicky's infatuation with Brooke. I was fairly confident that Brooke would dismiss him with a wave of the hand, but just to make sure, I gave her a call.
"What are you telling me, Gus! Kicky wants to marry me?"
"That's right, Brooke."
"Would you be kind enough to give him a message for me, Gus? And then afterwards would you stop by and give my a gentle shoulder rub in front of the fireplace as we eat grapes and drink wine?"
"Yeah, sure, Brooke, I can do that."
So, Kicky, here's the message from Brooke....
Kicky, regarding your proposal of marriage: I would sooner be tied naked to a tree and have a pack of wild dogs rip the flesh from my bones than entertain thoughts of sharing a bed with you for even a second. Use your hand..... that's what it's there for.
Sincerely,
Brooke