Today I decided it would be a good idea to take the children swimming - after all, a lot of Sinister Incorporated facilities are under, or near, the water, and you never know how shot up the escape pods are going to be - swimming away from danger may often be the only way to escape certain doom.

Anyway, all my good intentions went to pot as soon as I saw the rather attractive lifeguards sprinkled around the swimming centre.  Come on, this isn't fair - I'm trying to teach the future rulers of the universe how to safely swim away from an exploding submarine and you're busy flashing tall slender legs, smooth skin, cute bottoms, cascading curls of hair, pretty faces and gorgeous tits at me.

It makes me so angry I could destroy the planet.

Dr. S.