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Aug 24, 2007 09:23

In the supposed realm, I'm meant to be up at Carling Weekend at Leeds with the film crew, but I went ahead and sent them up without me. I'm drinking a mimosa SpLAshed, that L.A. based boutique shop? T-man is refreshing his wardrobe after his luggage had the nerve to wrinkle his duds.

Ultra, I'm forwarding my calls to you - take them only if you want to. And if you do take them and my producers are on the line asking about the film crew I sent all by their lonesome up to Leeds? Tell them whatever you want, let the inspired profanity flow.

T-man deejays tonight, and tomorrow we Moll. Fucking ouch about that audit, Naboo. I think the man would appreciate a flying carpet ride.
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