Oh the funny things that happen...

I was walking through Circular Quay today on my way to work and I saw a man painted silver. Wearing only a tartan kilt. Juggling a tennis ball and two machettes. Whilst riding a unicycle. 20 feet tall.

I was impressed.

And just now I was talking to Mrs Keens, a dear old lady, who was telling me that a couple of weeks ago there was a young man who was starting out as a concierge, but he mustn't've lasted 'cause she hasn't seen him since then. And he had long hair that was plaited like a school girl! *Giggle giggle giggle*

Yeah, that was me.

... Well you look much better now deary.

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