back of the net

28Nov07

this morning i was sat in a dentist chair in chester, syringe mid-gums, dribble running down my chin, heavy rain lashing against the surgery window, a whole day of work in front of me: basically, at that point i believed that life couldn’t get much better. how very wrong i was.

i just recieved an email from a french chap informing me of a deputydog appreciation society on facebook.

fucking brilliant.

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