I'm not even going to mention high winds and THE tree.
It's some severe wind and rain people, not the bloody Armageddon.
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Today is the first day in 8 days that I have not been attached to two tens machines, laid on the floor 80% of my day, with a face like a bulldog during a rectal examination, and you know what, it feels so bloody good that I could strip naked and run through a wheatfield whilst la la'ing the theme tune to Ski Sunday.
Weet.a.bits anyone? Get it? Get it?! Ha. Haha. Hahahaha. I kill myself, I really do.
