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I'm back from jolly old England, fit as a fiddle and clean as a whistle and other such metaphors. I just got back from Home Depot with supplies for my next project. Before that, I went to my mother's to beg forgiveness for not being here on Mother's Day and present her with heaps of presents. I believe I'm in her good graces once again
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I dunno, man - I'm not so comfortable with touching a bunch of people I don't know. I don't even go to clubs for that precise reason (for some reason EACH AND EVERY TIME I go out, I get felt up by some weird guy. I'm starting to think it must have something to do with my Tale, it's so consistent.)
However, if I knew everyone there, even a little, it might be ok. People are so odd about being able to show physical affection to their frends.
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