Saturday, October 06, 2007

Hanging in the Afflicted Yard

Guess who mi buck up today seeking refuge in a wireless uppity wired cafe?? Nuh the Afflicted Bastard!

Years have gone by and tempers have become mellow, no calling any police or duppy truck.

Still inspiring doh.

Age is a helluva ting.


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