Monkeys Can Fly, But I Can Type

So, I have returned, er...again. More permenantly this time though. Blog up On Motormouth...

hmmm, why is it that no matter how many times you move, you always end up with terrible neighbours. By 'you' I mean 'I'. I might find some way of living underground, like in a converted bunker...that would be cool. Yeah.

Dan
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