I'm tired. Going to bed. but first, scary thought of the day:
Mark Owen/Robbie Williams/Liam GallagherAm clearly insane. Need sleep. Tomorrow is sit-down-and-fucking-draw! day. So yeah.
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People were imposing Robbie Williams bunnies on me last night. And I was already freaking out because he plays soccer with Steve Jones. >_
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It's called *football*, dammit! :p
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But, um, yeah. Football uniforms. Short shorts. [My mind is still fried from seeing Andy Fletcher in such attire.]
gack.
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Lord, I remember the 1998 World Cup. The Frensh team. With the kissing. I died a thousand puddly deaths. Even wrote a snippet about it that is now thankfully lost in the mists of cyberspace.
Anyhat. Football. Yes.