‘Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
“All wrong, all wrong!”
Well, great. Just what you want to hear whilst naked and vulnerable on a table.
“All wrong, all wrong!”
Well, great. Just what you want to hear whilst naked and vulnerable on a table.
Somewhere between Aussies in uniform, sweaty boys in Bintang beer singlets, plentiful cheap beers, we had stepped through a black hole to an Australia that never quite existed. It was 4pm. We could stay here all night.
There was only one little problem with this genius plan.
Prepare for me to be on remarkably good behaviour for two weeks, starting tomorrow.
Ferris Bueller gives some good advice.
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