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I was in hospital yesterday having a routine but THOROUGH (read extremely INVASIVE) checkup after I complained of pains.
Basically I had a tube with a camera on the end poked UP and all around my insides.
The good part was that I got to see the WHOLE SHOW ON SCREEN. (oh and it turns out I'm fit as a flea, no problems whatsoever). I definitely recommend this...it is FASCINATING. Also I am now highly proud of my glossy smooth interior walls.
Not that I welcome any opportunity to display them.
I had to STARVE for 2 days prior to this so I took the opportunity to try a DeTox.
However I soon forsook the ABOMINABLE herbal teas (groo...what hippie retard cobbled together THOSE vile concoctions?) for my favourites Lapsang Souchong and PG pyramids, and demonically chewed 30+ packs of gorgeous new Trident gum.

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There's a Sale of movie-posters on here http://www.discountsourcesdirect.co.uk/bargains/movie_posters.php


I like the Anaconda graphics with snakeskin skull, page 5 or 6.
I don't want THINGS on my nice white walls any more tho...I'm thru with graffiti in day-glo, sweet-wrappers, billboard ads and bicycle parts.

Driving Lessons

If there is one phrase I'm sick of hearing it is "Sally get your foot off that accelerator!!!"
I know I'm just learning to drive, but do I need to CREEP ABOUT like we're in a spaz-chariot?
My teacher Alan now says his nerves cannot take a lesson any more than THREE times a week.
HUH!
Well I have just made a mock-up car indoors to practise on, with gear stick banana, handbrake SoftMints, clutch potato, brake orange and...oh dear not allowed to TOUCH... accelerator muffin.


Panzer with his legs curled in an odd way