Bottled at source in Lennoxtown.

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Just watched neo cortex and thalamus dribble out of right ear and splatter on work schedule below.

No one in this room just now is at all even vaguely fun. Can't stop staring at Rufus' hair... he's just shaved it off but he's left this little bit of a fringe that he's gelled straight up. Point taken- that is fun but there is no one here that

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[prinklebrick]

Idiots getting you down? Welcome to my fucking world.

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Just bored.

It's very hard to be affected in a negative manner by people that you are superior to.

How are the Aussie idiots? Is it like neighbours? Do they wear nylon? How often have you come across men named Bruce?

[prinklebrick]

Literally? Never. But it is Mardi Gras this weekend, so we can live in hope.

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Hmmm. Take pictures. Might claim Australia month for your return to spazz central, so you don't feel too disorientated.

Don’t say you wouldn't be a teeny tiny bit interested to see Barley dressed as a wallaby. I can make this a reality.

(On a surprisingly serious note; how do you call off your pet? He keeps asking me what I think Dan would have said about things he does in his life that I have no interest in. And does he know you've found a new wife? He will be heartbroken Dan, you callous bastard.)

[scratch_gabba]

For a smug bastard you sound pretty fuckin' depressed.

SMIRK.

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It's very petty to take pleasure in other peoples misery, Jones, it's not a very good look for you.

FROWNY FACE.

[scratch_gabba]

yeah? Never said I was mature, did I?

Ha.

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I think I might love you just as much if not more than Dan does.

Please oh please won't you be my wife instead?