and I fucking hate anyone who likes apples

The filming was going quite well, much better than I had expected in fact.
Sadie and Sukie had managed to fill a bucket each and were having a
contest to see who could get it furthest up the wall. We had to film it at my
flat because Sadie's house had some Mormons staying in it and they don't like that sort of thing apparently.
They were very friendly and did everything I asked. I was particularly taken with Sukie's cheeky smile.
We were just getting to the end of the shoot when the doorbell rang. I left
the camera running while I went to answer the door.
To my surprise, it was Julia.
"Hi Bob," she said, thrusting a leaflet into my hand, "I was just in the area
and I thought I'd pop over to see you. I want to invite you to my workshop
next weekend. It's called Towards Better Attitudes and I very much want
you to be there."
"Oh thanks," I said, at once very happy to be invited anywhere by this lovely woman and apprehensive that she should find out what I was doing.
"I think that deep down, you are a very caring man, Bob. I think with my help you can nurture your empathetic side and become an all-embracing human being."
Her smile froze as she saw Sukie walk up behind me with a bucket of urine.
"Do you want me to shit up Sadie's nose now?" Sukie asked.