Where were we? Ah yes; fitting bar ends gives you brain cancer.

'Did the GPS cause your plane to crash? Inquiring metallurgists want to know'

No. There have been a couple of 'near misses' at the flying club recently when dimwits whisked maidens aloft and attempted to impress them by flying upside down. Trying to land with the aircraft canopy interior covered in vomit can be tricky. (Flying, I might add, is more fun even than riding a Mezzo.)

And the Hello Kitty Mezzo? Fine thank you. I haven't been to London with it for some time, mainly because April and May were both closed due to the idiot British weather. So I'm trying to wear out a pair of Kojaks by looking at them.

I was out on the road bike yesterday, and thought 'Oooh! I miss me Mezzo', so that's where I am today. Mezzo-ing.
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