No matter how well the frosty glass of Mythos is going down, no matter how nice the sun is on my skin, no matter how enchanting the ladies in bikinis are as they walk past the bar I end up watching this in Zante, I will be wishing I was there, in the bosom of my fellow Addicks.
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(Ha ha! I wasn't really. Nice one, Sky.)
That new website is doing well - piss poor