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radegundA putative Letter to an Earlier Self written today would include a warning against that fifth pint last night...
I am in a delicate condition, friends. No loud noises, please!
State of my stomach as I stumbled to work not helped by the activities of a small yellowy dog out for a walk by the canal: in the space of about 200 metres it pissed at least three times and paused to emit a really quite impressive pile of yellowy shit (which contrasted unpleasantly with the bright green grass); owner waddling along behind it, watching lovingly.
I hurried to get past the little beast and concentrate on the graceful and apparently continent swans.
I am in a delicate condition, friends. No loud noises, please!
State of my stomach as I stumbled to work not helped by the activities of a small yellowy dog out for a walk by the canal: in the space of about 200 metres it pissed at least three times and paused to emit a really quite impressive pile of yellowy shit (which contrasted unpleasantly with the bright green grass); owner waddling along behind it, watching lovingly.
I hurried to get past the little beast and concentrate on the graceful and apparently continent swans.