Humph! You talk as if I were some kind of prude, living a sheltered existence here. I'm a modern British girl! I know exactly what's going on and I know how to have fun too, but you don't get invited to the parties of the people who actually matter in this world by behaving like a drunken, barbaric, colonial idiot. I suppose you stupid So-Cal swingers think you're on top of the world, don't you, but you're just wallowing around in a tiny little mudhole of your own creation and I bet that not one single genuinely important person is ever seen at any of your parties. Not one! Whereas at the parties that I go to I meet the people who count. I could drop names, but I'm not like that. Besides, I wouldn't want to completely crush the lot of you and cause you to slink off in self-pitying misery by naming the famous people that I hang out with. I'll just let you wonder about it and go mad with curiosity. Ha! Ha!