It is 31st July 2007 and yet again, these bozos can't count properly. It is, in fact, 24 weeks and 5 days and you've guessed it, The TransporterPod has gone to the big, noisy place with The Other One. I'm really rather cheesed off with this beeping noise now - it's no way near as good as Chris Isaac or Manu Chao, which The Lady has been playing to me, somehow.
Anyway, as you can see, my spine is looking pretty tasty on this picture. When I say tasty, I don't mean tasty like BBQ spare ribs, more that it's all in place and doing what it should, which is holding my head onto my body. Though I do admittedly look a bit like a duck grazing on the riverbank. When did I grow flippers? If I don't shift soon, I'll get a crick in my neck.
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