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A-hem.
I got the council to slap an ASBO (antisocial behaviour order, non-Brits) on the ninjas. Good job, I thought, last thing I need is some fuckin' freeloading assassins in my house...
...but then some cunt at the council fucked up his typing, and instead of getting an asbo, I got some Abos. Now I have a shitload of japanese hitmen and a bunch of didgeridoo-playing, witchetty grub-eating shaman types lounging around the house, mocking my magickal efforts by saying things like 'well fuck contacting your Holy Guardian Angel, mate, my granny went to the moon'. And this is on top of the fucking pirates who came around and started lobbing cannonballs at my house since the start of this thread.
Still, I like the imaginative use of 'Wolverine' as a verb in the above. Rest assured, as soon as I have some time, I shall 'wolverine in' myself, and sort out this freebooter/antipodean/nipponese melange in the only possible way.
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