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Received today from a friend :
"Hey there, like your new romantic profile.If I hadn't used up all my tissues blowing gunk out of my nose,I'd be tempted to knock one out.On that note have you ever noticed that snot,when you've got a cold,is exactly the same consistency as spunk?It's exactly like it,only vivid green.It's as if spunk has gone past its sell-by date and had to be expelled by other means. Also pleased to see a Janes reference on IC.I misheard sea of grass for sea of breast,not that I'm fixated,and thought that shady blades was a reference to the pubic mound.It's like Aleister Crowley said about translating occult literature-any mistake I have made can be put down to my own genius.Or something like that. Not that any of that has anything to do with anything,was just wondering if you were likely to attend the Camden munch on sunday afternoon.I'm sure this memo has made you miss me. Kisses..."