It seems to be the Universe's inherent wish that I come home smelling of smoke every day. Spent a terrifying ten minutes in Mike's car listening to OutKast and balancing half a dozen eggs in my apron. Mike's idea of a speed limit is sort of like Barbossa
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Hah!
But Siriusly
Hell0!
Good to meet you!
Dave here, saying hi! You don't know me yet. But You will. 57 academics just punched the air! Make that 58! Haven't met the 57 yet, but now I've met you! Cheers!
Damian Masterson
Aka David
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