Saturday, November 5, 2011



      Guy Fawkes day.  Walk me down the aisle with Satan.  He can have my soul for three more hours in bed.  It's a shocking thing, I know,  but four o'clock in the morning actually exists.

      Stranger still, management appears more cheerful at that time of day.  They have the big smiles and the jolly ho-ho.  Otherwise it wasn't so bad.


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