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[Mar. 3rd, 2009|10:16 pm] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | The Town And The Hills, The Lucksmiths | ] |
(Hint)
-Mmaster |
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| You were made to be broken, Adelaide... |
[Mar. 3rd, 2009|11:19 pm] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | Adelaide, Old 97's | ] |
From Saturday afternoon, when I was just about to head to Beani's birthday party.
Chris: So, the boat's dropping you back where you started?
Mm: Presumably. Then I have to figure out how I'm getting home - it's supposed to run till 11 or so.
Chris: Maybe you could ask them to drop you off at Haberfield!
Mm: I don't think it works like that. No, I'll probably just ask one of the guys to walk with me to guard against assault. I'm guessing at least one of them will be walking to the station, and could keep me company on the bus stop.
Chris: Or you could do that. Just don't go along Bathurst Street.
Mm: Do Will and Morgan qualify as Big Manly Men for purposes of assault prevention?
Chris: Well, Will's tall enough...
Mm: He doesn't really have the bouncer build, though.
Chris: I'm sure he'd be able to intimidate them somehow.
Mm: Yeah, he'd offer to show them "a magic trick", and they'd think it was a euphemism.
When I summarised this conversation to Morgan, he said that his ego was now outsizing the boat. Then my hair escaped from its ties and came to eat him again.
-Mmaster |
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