I wrote a poem. Kris, shut up. I can do what I want.

The only thing I have left to assert my dominance over that she devil is my hair and she still tries to make me cut it off.

I'm so chill they used to call me the ice cooler.

Oh God. She's followed me.

She's like herpes, just won't leave.

Keeping your distance? That's hilarious, really Kris. Maybe you can add comedian to your list of "careers".

I see Robert, hard to miss him really.

Hate is a strong word, I prefer the term strongly dislike.

I'm an Olympic Champion, damnit!

Yes, the list is endless actually.

Git em, kids.

What?!

Kourt has her priorities straight, proud of that one.

I'm a 64 year old man, not a "babe".

Kris is at it again. [Turns off hearing aid]

Hey, those are some good pictures.

Time for golf, I'll be back to raid Kris' fridge before having the birds and bees talk with Kylie.

All these girls talk about is food, sex and going to the toilet.

You know you want it.