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What’s all this stuff buzzing in my head this morning?…

Posted on July 1, 2016 by Dave Whatt

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s existential angst is centred around the sound of the word ‘unction’. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Did I remember to put the recycling bin out yesterday? No, but really, isn’t this supposed to be a democracy? See, they had … Continue reading →

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