I would normally back myself against most comers, but having witnessed the phenomenon that is Mrs Senna in full flight, I must admit I am worried.
The size of the wine glass she drinks out of at home is spectacular. She doesn't as much pour a glass of wine as decant the whole fucking bottle!
Honestly, its like a bucket with a glass stem grafted on. And the wine doesn't exactly hang around very long. And then she starts on the Martini!
And has the temerity to complain about being tired the next day!!!
Now don't get me wrong, I, too, would require a lot of alcohol, and probably some acid as well, in order to get into bed with Dave, but Christ, there are limits!
I broadly agree with Craig's summation of the field. Mrs Senna has to be a nailed on cert, but then, Dave was warned about this by Richard.
Although if Richard himself was around, I think the odds would alter dramatically.
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