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When I was hanging out with a bunch of three-year olds this morning, one of them managed to squirt clag on my left upper shoulder, unbeknownst to me. So now, after walking around with what looks like a money shot on my shoulder for all to see, I realise why everyone kept staring at me and smirking.

In other news, I went to look at a share house last night and decided not to go inside after reading a sign on the front door that read "An armed society is a polite society".