Aunt Jean's Bank Manager (guy singining on the right) took the family out for a banquet the other night, slice of life for you. And yes without fail I did smash Sinatra once again.
Taiwan is my bones; New Zealand is my flesh. The World is - ahem - my oyster served in lemon juice, shredded red onions, and a dash of kaitaia fire and vodka, or what ever else that suites my budget at the time.
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