Good day, 


this is the English Butler for young master Thomas Lee.

Unfortunalty he is away presently, but i will deliver your message on my silver platter, just as soon as i finish picking up all these silk stockings, garter belts, panties, and high heels.

The visitors do seem to leave a lot of those behind.

He mummbled something about rocking 2 years on the road with Motley Crue, but it could also have been fucking 2 bits of gear on the roof with a shapley brew.

You know these top rock stars these days.

Anyway, at the pop of the champagne cork, leave your message and your humble servant will make sure that the real Mr. Rich and Famous gets it.


Cheers


(Thanks to alex for these lyrics)