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Bee-there or bee somewhere else

Wait, hold up, woooahsey wooooahsey, is it? Could it be? yee-essssss. YES Y E S It is Friday, I just had to check, and check it I have it’s Friday and you can’t say it ain’t (try it you cannot, and I should know I’ve eaten a pineapple...
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Random hazards of the 1980s

They say never meet your heroes. It is good advice. I once met two of mine in the same week, both of them tried to run me over, it was a terrible terrible time (don’t worry, I have been through counseling since, and can now thankfully listen to most...
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Tales from the (bubble) bath

I was having a bubble-bath last night (who doesn’t?), well, actually that should be a bubble-adventure (according to the Mr Matey bottle, pirate edition of course AHHHARRR Meeeee prettiessss), and during this epic battle of bubble v man I suddenly had a yeahhh-moment (not a metaphor), Leona Lewis was...
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Chapter 16: It’s all too easy for Bruno

Chapter 16: It’s all too easy for Bruno The alarm rang. Dee-dee-dee-deeee. Nothing. It rang again. De-dee-dee-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Still nothing. Bruno was dreaming, he was somewhere far away, he was running across a barley field with a girl (obvs) they were both naked (but the arty kind of nudity...
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Bruno, Bieber, & his royal Badness

Bieber. Look, let’s not attack His Bieberness, it’s not his fault, he’s only ever known his Bieber-bubble-world (like Barbie world, but no Ken), it’s only a matter of Bieber-minutes before he has a Britney-esque-breakdown, shaves his head, exposes himself (not a metaphor), and writes a series of thrash-metal...
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