Leave Hook to me.

I notice everyone is now jumping on the Peter Pan bandwagon. Well, I've been sailing that bandwagon since January, counting down the days, looking forward to Christmas for a change.

So, fair warning, Hook is mine. Captain James Hook. Mine. I claim him.

I've always been good about sharing in the past. Half the time, I don't even want the popular BSOs. I'm not demanding and I play well with others.

But not this time. Not with a hook fetish dating back to 1995. Not with Jason Isaacs.

He's mine, hands off, take Jack Sparrow and be gone with you.

 

You think I'm joking.