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Seems David's and James's attempt at a reunion last night didn't go too well.  Nobody's heard from David since.  I've spent the night driving round London searching people's allotments for cabbage patches.

Unfortunately, there are a hell of a lot of allotments in London.

When I find him, I'm going to hug the living daylights out of him, I don't care what he says kill him. And then I'm going to use my new rocket launcher to blow up his house.

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Well, that's a relief. I suppose I'll have to let him live after all.

Oh, don't get worked up about it--it's just an old man's little joke. Your house is safe for now.

You're as young as the man you feel, Paddy.

Which in your case makes you forty-four.

Oh really? You'd better be joking, young Nick, or Jane'll have your balls for earrings.

OOC: Sorry, anon. I'm afraid I'm just not that type of RPer.

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