H, I can't assist you with the password thingy but surely someone on here can. It's all rather worrying if you ask me. Next we'll have the Liver Donor people knocking on our doors at three in the morning, demanding our offal with menaces.
I can however make a helpful suggestion about being trapped inside a woman's body. Chris, who as you know had a solitary hobby, has taken up a new passtime, namely "curing lesbians". It's been a huge sucess apparently and he's been invited to a specialist party on friday night, it's being held in a nightclub in Brighton. I can't help thinking talking to him on MB over a pint of Creme de Coconut Shandy Lime (topped with three marachino cherries and a stick of celery) might be a wise investment of your time?
Hope this helps.
PS I was looking earlier at the photo of the Poo Bar party that Smokie posted earlier and made an observation. It's easy to spot Chris, just look for the bloke with the palest complexion. I am pleased he's given it up, I fear he would be dead by the time he's thirty five otherwise. (BTW Chris is the bloke on the right behind the England flag with the prescription sunglasses on his hat).