Everything. I'm invisible. An eraser of love.

[hirez]

So that about f-ing ruled. I was the recipient of a succession of frankly disturbing text messages over the course of the afternoon from a number not in my phonebook

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[moral_vacuum]

It was fabulous to see you this evening. Feel free to have plenty of training courses in this here London.

[hirez]

I'm becoming more at home with the things as time goes on. NFS (for versions less than four) is still a sack of pants, but I guess it's slightly less rubbish than SMB.

[spride]

I was about to say: You need to know about The Phoenix, a non-smoking pub near you.
Then I remembered all London pubs are now NS, no?
I've been away longer than I thought.

[latexiron]

I tried to park it in the hotel lobby, but the bouncer shouted something at me. I couldn't hear him properly because I was deaf, but I think it was about the police coming.

Incidentally, that's the first time anyone has been a pillion on the KTM Duke. Something to do with it being a really bad idea.

Good to see you, and glad you had fun.

[hirez]

You may imagine my surprise. Bloody faux-rebel trendies. No sense of occasion any of them.

I would imagine that two-up on that thing would be fun for about twenty minutes and then somewhat uncomfortable thereafter.

[mr_tom]

For years, I thought that it was 'On a razor of love'.

vg: carry on.