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[brodybreebleeds]

oh and.

theres a crazy old lady that keeps following me around the airport. she's all english and posh and looks horrified that she's talking to somebody with Einstein hair (and it really is today, urg) and metal in their face, but i'm the only person she apparently understands speaking english.

i am an old lady's only hope/friend. SCARY.

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[x_scabbia]

Eek. Watch out, she might follow you and try and get into your handbag without you noticing. And that can't be a very nice show.

What's wrong? Why are you at the airport?

[brodybreebleeds]

no hand luggage, love, security shit.

and, uh, because i'm flying back to london? from melbourne? where i've been all this time.

nice to know i'm missed.

[x_scabbia]

Right. Crap.

I know you were in Melbourne! And you are missed! I just thought you said you were in London airport?

[_iamasexgod__]

haha shittt hubby. run away from the crazy old lady. or stay and do the Nice Thing and talk to her. hahaha.

[[this is another one of those you wish it was made up but isnt things isnt it? oh dear. haha.]]

[brodybreebleeds]

she got taken away by cabin crew. phew.

[[Oh yes. I swear to god nearly all of this is True Story and I only make up about 20% of brody's life. mostly the getting laid part.]]