It's hardly my fault if you're stationed in the locale of a recent ass holocaust. Sure, England isn't America where the ass size ranges from DAY-UM to obese, but there's still a good 50% of DAY-UMs here, y'know! It's just that you get ditracted from the DAY-UM because of the overwhelming occurence of sticks and fatties. This has led me to believe that all Brits with asses live in hiding, for fear of being set upon by people like you and me, and only come out when you least expect it. Unfortunately, you're so surprised by the sudden arrival of grand assitude that you end up spluttering "DAY-UM!" before you realise and the poor girl has to scurry off once more because the likelihood of spontaneous and competely unjustified spanking has sky rocketed.