Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.
I'm in Dartmouth, on holiday, and it's very nice.
Anyway, to make up for the ranting the other day, I've posted a little something I wrote a while back, mostly to get it out of my system.
Must try harder.
also I'm drinking a nice port with a brazillian, a swede and a scot. There's an irishman here too.
My life is a joke.
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A cranky old dude, a Brazilian, a Swede, a Scot and an Irishman go into a bar. They have a few drinks and go home.
Just kidding. They stay at the bar.
(No, it doesn't make a very good joke, I suppose.)
Let’s keep this in the realm of the plausible:
A cranky old dude, a Brazilian, a Swede, a Scot and an Irishman go into a bar. They have a few drinks, watch a few hours of World Cup play, and THEN AND ONLY THEN go home.