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Alas, once again, it is well-past my bedtime and I must love you and leave you. I can tell by the heavy silence that you are all stunned with grief, but I shall return, less tired, and with a more-fully-working left-brain directing the show.
So, it being the time of departure, I once again offer my now traditional (if you do it twice, it's a tradition), potentially deathbed, egressional confessional...
I once broke into the tucker shop of the East Sale RAAF Base footy club and stole a whole box of jelly (Americans, think "jello") crystals, and then ate them all, straight, on the way home.
I never got sick, and neither did my urine or faeces turn green (or perhaps I should say "lime"). I totally got away with it. It was like the perfect murder, but without all the mess you have to clean up when committing that...umm, so I'm told.
Thank-you, and good night,
Marc (Master Criminal and Sweets-lover)
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