None of which, my dear 0.5 of a reader, will ever be mentioned again in this post or any of those little particles that you try to crack open with a hammer when you find them in your navel after a night on the alcohol express.

What?

OK, that's just me then.

I find myself sat here, which is pretty easy as I am after all sat here, so do not have to get up and go look for me - as I am sat here. As I said earlier.

Erm,

Anyway.

What were you saying.

Ah yes, I remember - something about your grandmother sucking eggs.

Well, I think you said grandmother. And I think you said eggs. Eeeeep.

In other news.

Someone has been stood up in a gay bar. And decided to text me to tell me they were pissed. Then of course made the mistake of telling me where they were.

So. Everything is going EXACTLY as per normal then eh?

Remember one thing pickles - If you can't trust yourself, Hide your money!