Nutty was hanging. With team PMC dead I think it's time to start a new team. It isn't really new though, seeing as the Church has been around for eons. We need a name though. Any suggestions will be considered. I propose team CYP (Church Yard Posse).
Ever the clumsy lad I spilt my traveler on the walk from town to the church. Ah, the wonders of youth! I obviously had to take them off and dry them.
It looks like Andrew decided to immortalise his bike crash. Thing is, even when running on autopilot with a face of blood he looks better than any of us ever will.
Riguez was knowledge blasting, Andrew listened attentively with his perfect bone structure. This post is sounding like the Andrew Long Appreciation Society or something. Enough of that!
Tim was bored at home so he drove over. Tim lives in Melbourne now, where he's enjoying such delights as seeing Roland S. Howard and getting lifts home in cop cars.
As apart of some Coopers live thing Thunderclaw and Bronze Chariot were playing at the Ed. I don't use flashes. How lame of me.
The ghost of Ben Cooper played with Bronze Chariot. It was something else!
Then we were graced with the return if Kane, who has been gallivanting around the world for the past few months. Word of his return has circulated but it was all hearsay. Guess all the rumours were true.
I was more than happy to see the Banner, as was Saskia, who's back in Ipswitch now. Look at her, she can't get her eyes off him.
Then she couldn't get her eyes off me. Make up your mind girly! What is this, some sort of eye wandering festival?
Was nice to meet you Saskia. Here's to hoping our paths cross again one day *raises glass of champagne*.
