Its 2.27am on Christmas Morning, and I am making a god-awful dog's breakfast of wrapping presents, partially as Mrs Morienos has used all the damned sticky tape, but mostly because I have hands like a retarded penguin's flippers.
Anyway...
Christmas Eve was good. I saw Scrib and Duj and miniDuj and they made me smile, I saw TequilaMockingbird and he
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