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May 18, 2007


china blue

How depressing.

The nutjob shouting at us at Oxford Circus was right: we are indeed living in the end days. If anyone wants me I'll be in my cellar with tins of sweetcorn and a tinfoil hat for company

Dave Hill

And a tin-opener too, I hope.


Yeah, but at least we outlived Jerry Falwell.



If it's not that, it's the end of the universe as we know it:


I need a drink. You happen to have a bottle opener, too?

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