So I graduated from University last weekend, scattered my back the weekend prior, and moved the weekend before that. All in all its been a good month. I am currently battling to get my bike imported which, if you've never done it, ain't all that much fun. I am tardy, and I am well. How about you?
Q: What matters most?
"You're suspect!"
Slainte!
Q: What matters most?
"You're suspect!"
Slainte!
What matters most... certainly not getting Wembley tickets to see the Giants and Dolphins kick the feck out of each other. No, not that rotten nonsense. Nope.
No what matters most is the ability to make things personal in good and bad senses. Shows we're alive! That and a set of testicles. Of course.
Congrats on the graduation you tardy bike importer. Well fecking done!