Born in 1457, Andrew spent his formative years hunting rattlesnakes on the banks of the Mississippi River. Tiring of this, he worked alongside Yasmine Bleeth as a stockbroker in New York, before jacking it in to join the Amish community. A briefly succesful music career in Japan followed before the sake got the better of him and he retired to an obscure part of the public sector in Ireland. He will be pleasantly astonished if anyone chooses to listen to him. He thinks he can spell really well. He feels bad about the rattlesnakes now.
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cute and good
Like yourself, Annie :)
Annie - Thank you.
Jo - She is, isn't she?
I like this one Andrew.
Rarely have there been truer words said Andrew.
I made a resolution some time ago that human hearts were too fragile to toy around with, my own included, and vowed to never do so again.
It's one I intend to keep.
Darragh - Cheers. What are you doing in that picture? If it's in any way connected to your paedophilia ring i'll be most upset.
Sinéad - Thanks. Not so bad yourself.
Gray - A noble resolution. And the most difficult one to keep.
Perhaps Andrew. To pretend any different would make me a hypocrite.
But the alternative is the abyss.
Love your writing as always.
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