First off my copper brained friend, I didn't say you had pink underwear (I can't match your imagination), the only thing I said was that you'd get a pink ass because of implying I had pink underwear. Maybe you're "lack abilitied" in reading as Barbara says.
Second, you and my pink glass have absolutely NOTHING to share. You're a liar, a traitor, a "kýmýl zararlýsý", and a dumb-witted "harun erdenay", which means you're not worthy of even seeing a pink glimpse of my beloved glass.
Third, I already know ironing.
And finally, not me, but maybe Tarkan will marry you (seen his pics today?).