We are in security detail shortage

I will be needing about a dozen security services Perth men (or women, I’m trying not to be sexist. It’s really a gender neutral “men”) to come to my party that I’m throwing for my twins’ 21st birthday party. I can’t believe that the twins are 21 already. They are adults now, and fully fledged human beings in their own right. It’s hard not to look back on it all and think about how many years were wasted changing nappies, or washing out soiled mattresses. I’ll need all of these security guards Perth. This will be a big party, since Britt likes that best. She insists that we have a big party and that absolutely everyone on the continent needs to be invited to it, provided they match the descriptor. She actually put a descriptor on the invites, to her friends about who they can and can not bring. Look at this thing: Males, yes, but only if under 22 and above 5’8”. I raised a weird child. Jonathan just doesn’t seem to care at all, or if he does, he’s not telling me anything. He’s always been the submissive one of the two of them. Let’s face it though, anyone is Britt’s presence is going to be the submissive one. He doesn’t seem to mind what happens, and Britt is adamant that it has to be done her way, and so it ends up being her way or the highway. If there are going to be half as many people there as Britt wants, I’ll definitely need some help controlling the crowd. I’ll give the event security Perth guys a call alter no, and talk brass tax. I don’t know how much it will cost, but I don’t care. It’s not worth the fight it would cause between Britt and I. I’m at my wits end with that girl.