Friday, July 24, 2009
Day 31
I am Dubbo Abattoirs United and i had got the ball and everything is still good. The sun is glaring. The grass is green. My hip hurts but it could not stop me from from dazzling the cup final crowd with my footwork. However, the sky is black and a bitter wind sliced through the huddled people on the deck. A huge dark foam-spewing wave is crashing down on us.
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