How I spent my weekend
I have been inexplicably speaking with an Irish accent with a lot of "tese" and "tose." Okay, it's actually explicably on account of my watching the first three seasons of The I.T. Crowd back to back. I have been home ill and, apparently and despite my calling in sick, on-call for work, judging by the telephone calls.
It's not even Roy I am interested in, I find him dirty and annoying. I have a big crush on the lovely lovely Moss for obvious reasons:

Yes, yes, I know his real name is Richard and blah blah, but still, look at him, thumpity thump! and that's not just the cross-mixing of ephedrine talking:

Did I mention he is six foot two? I wonder if they use an angle guide to make the part in his hair.
It's not even Roy I am interested in, I find him dirty and annoying. I have a big crush on the lovely lovely Moss for obvious reasons:

Yes, yes, I know his real name is Richard and blah blah, but still, look at him, thumpity thump! and that's not just the cross-mixing of ephedrine talking:

Did I mention he is six foot two? I wonder if they use an angle guide to make the part in his hair.
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