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I was walking back from the Post Office this aft', and decided to walk down this footpath that takesyou staright to our house rather than walk by the roads. I started to regret it because it looked like the path hadn't been maintained in so bloody long so it was all overgrown and hard to walk through… But then I got to the bottom of the path and slowed down to a stand–still…
There was a guy, kneeling down in the middle of the very end of the path (just as it comes out onto our street), having a very good time if you catch my drift. And all I could do for about 10 seconds was watch until he noticed I was there and unable to get by him (well, unless I risked having an unwanted shower). I was so surprised I didn't even have a one–liner on hand, I just kinda walked past in utter disbelief.
The England match was alright yesterday, no? We need to get our heads around the concept of "DEFENCE" but the first half showed a bit of promise in my non–expetrish point of view. Or maybe it was the fact that my drinks seemed to come back to me alcoholic…? Not that I'm particularly complaining…
Anyways, results tomorrow. Greeeeat.
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