That’s right, I’m going to start wearing underwear again!

Ok, that’s a lie. All I need is a jock strap and a Karate belt. They fit together like the Megazord to defeat whatever monstrous creatures may be sent to bedevil my strut.

Anyway… in fact what I meant, is that fresh postage will be delivered tomorrow. Until then… I don’t know, it’s Saturday, do whatever the hell the you want. Enjoy!

-AB

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A broken mind held together by cellophane and some tack.