Tom can you email me

Tom delegated me to tell you that he would sooner burn in hell wearing a rubber suit, and pay a cover charge, than communicate with you ever again. And he says you owe him a tenner. Then he told me I'd be better off never speaking to you, either. And that your dog is so ugly you should shave his arse and teach him to walk backwards. Don't ask why he picked me to tell you all this; I don't even know him. And just who the hell are you anyway???!?