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Monday night – the tragic finality of a long weekend.

Monday night - the tragic finality of a long weekend.

I’ve got Mondayitis (itis = inflammation) expected Tuesday.

By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you’ll become happy; if you get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher.
Socrates

Click the ‘Rock’ switch, there is someone’s woman from Tokyo hiding there.

Hamish, nearly as much fun as breasts xxx

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