I’m writing this from my sick bed. Oh the irony of it all! I have flu (yes, you read that correctly) which is the result of exhaustion and lack of rest/sleep because of Russell Brand. That’s right, the snake-hipped, bouffant goth gave it to me and no, not in the manner most of you assume. I can’t type any more…going to hide under my duvet now.

See you next week. For part deux of this editorial.

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