Why is it - on making eye contact with and smiling at the most seat-grabbingly sexy person in the street - that I realise I am looking at my all-time personal worst? The fates conspire against me.
On the other hand, it's a good day for Fatso. He's just typed his first blog entry:
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What's even more impressive, he typed this with his bottom. Stand back in amazement at the skill of the boy.
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