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Okay, Madame Club has her VIva tomorrow, which is an academic oral exam, the final big hurdle at the end of her course, where she is grilled by a couple of grizzly academics. I think she is so worried at the moment that she can hardly speak, so this is a place to offer her lots of Barbelove - and set your psychic goodvibe guns for about 11.00 am tomorrow.
In her current delicate state this thread may well make her break down in tears, but hey, that'll make her relax...
so after me, 1, 2, 3...
BESTEST WISHES!!!! |
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