Awwww, geeee, shucks Hex, I'm touched you did that for me.
(Luv you too Hex. Kisses).
There's actually a strange story behind how I came to lose my arm. There I was one afternoon cleaning the graffiti off Centenary Drive, when this big golden Valiant streaked past swerving all over the place and Kapow! Life has never been the same since really. I actually got a look at the driver moments before and he seemed to have a VB long-neck in one hand and also seemed to be staring amorously into the eyes of his female passenger. I thought he was a climber at first, but later realised he was probably just a hunter out checking his traps… |